Chapter 13: The Rise of Visions

　　Because he knew that Han Li had a foot injury, Zhang Tie personally brought the food to his house, ready to accompany him for a meal.

　　Han Li watched him clumsily move chairs and tables inside his house, and after a long half day of work, he finally got everything ready for dinner, and couldn’t help but feel a bit amused in his heart, but more than that, he was a bit touched.

　　After the two sat down at the table, they chatted about the gossips in the door while starting to stuff food into their mouths, and from time to time they exchanged ideas about each other’s kung fu practice.

　　As soon as he talked about the “Elephant Armor Skill” of the other party, Zhang Tie rolled his eyes in frustration.

　　The current Zhang Tie on the “Elephant Armor”, simply some talk about the tiger, although he only practiced the first layer, but has been tortured by Dr. Mo’s suffering. Not only regularly to soak some smelly medicinal juice, but also from time to time to undergo Dr. Mo’s wooden stick beating, said to refine his muscles and bones.

　　These rough methods of practicing kung fu made it impossible for him to sleep peacefully every night for a period of time. Because his body was red and swollen all over, the moment he touched the wooden bed, it hurt so much that he bared his teeth.

　　To him, it was truly a nightmare.

　　As for the nameless oral skill practiced by Han Li, Zhang Tie was greatly envious from the bottom of his heart. He felt that every day, as long as like a monk, meditation chanting sutra on the line, these words let Han Li heard, can only be speechless relative.

　　Zhang Tie’s fear of “Elephant Armor Gong” after a few layers, Han Li can still understand. Anyone who knew that they would have to go through torture that was several times more powerful than before would be restless and have trouble sleeping and eating.

　　The fact that Zhang Tie was able to persevere until now without giving up already made Han Li greatly admire him.

　　If he were in his place, he would have said nothing about practicing this kind of self-mutilating martial arts, even if it could make him become a first-class expert overnight, he would still think the same way.

　　While the two of them were talking, dinner was almost ready, and after Zhang Tie hurriedly cleaned up the dishes, he got up to say goodbye, telling him to take an early rest before leaving so that he could recuperate from his foot injury.

　　Han Li stood at the door and watched the other party leave, then hurriedly returned to the house, closing the doors and windows tightly, leaving only a skylight for air exchange unclosed. Only then did he take out the bottle from the bag and studied it again.

　　Han Li, after all, was only a child in his teens, and after tossing and turning for a while, seeing that he didn’t have any clues, he became a bit bored. Coupled with the injuries on his feet, his spirit was also a bit tired, so without realizing it, he leaned on the bedside with the bottle in his hand and drifted off to sleep.

　　Don’t know how long, is sleeping sweet Han Li, suddenly felt a wave of ice feeling, from a hand came over.

　　Han Li gave a cold start, barely opening his eyelids that had become heavy as a million pounds, and looked toward his strange hand in a daze.

　　Suddenly, he immediately sat up, his mouth wide open, not even noticing that saliva was flowing out from one side of his mouth. He was no longer the slightest bit sleepy, and was completely shocked by the sight in front of him.

　　A trace of white light visible to the naked eye descended from the sky through the only open skylight in the room, all gathering onto the bottle held in his hand, forming a white point of light the size of a grain of rice, causing the entire bottle to be surrounded by a thin layer of white light.

　　This white light was very soft, not dazzling at all, and that icy feeling was transmitted from this faint white light.

　　Han Li fiercely swallowed a mouthful of saliva that had become ice-cold before snapping out of it, scaldingly flinging the bottle in his hand to one side and rolling himself to the other side. Vigilant observation for a while, found that there does not seem to be any danger, before carefully came up again.

　　The bottle surrounded by white light appeared exceptionally beautiful and alluring, with a few mysterious colors.

　　Han Li hesitated for a moment and gently poked the bottle a few times with his finger, seeing that there was no reaction before carefully picking up the bottle again. Placing it on the table once more, he himself plopped down nearby and excitedly observed this never-before-seen spectacle.

　　Without blinking, Han Li stared intently at the bottle in the white light for more than a quarter of an hour, finally calling him to discover where a few of the mysteries lay.

　　This bottle is through the surface of the bottle, ceaselessly absorbing the white points of light wandering in the vicinity. No, not absorb, but these points of light in a desperate squeeze into the bottle, one by one, seemingly alive.

　　Han Li was a bit curious and gently touched one of them with the tip of his finger.

　　It was cool! Other than that, there was nothing else special about it.

　　Han Li looked up and saw that a white light filament was still constantly falling down through the skylight, without the slightest appearance of stopping.

　　Han Li looked around at the closed doors and windows, and then at the open skylight above.

　　With a bright idea, he gently pushed the door open and probed outside to take a look.

　　Fortunately, it was now late at night, and other than a few cooing autumn bugs, the outside was quiet, and there was not a single person in the four corners of the room.

　　Han Li shrunk his head back, turned around, grabbed the vial, put it into a leather bag, and then ran out quickly. It kept running to a secluded, unoccupied open space before stopping.

　　Scanning around with his eyes, he made sure that no one else was really here. Only then did he carefully take the bottle out again and gently place it on the ground again.

　　The dots of light near the original bottle had disappeared without a trace after it was put into the leather bag, but Han Li wasn’t worried.

　　Sure enough, after a short while, a ray of light, much more than in the house, gathered from all directions. Then countless white points of light densely surfaced around the small bottle, forming a huge light cluster the size of a faceplate.