Knowing that Han Li was injured on his foot, Zhang Tie personally brought the food to his room and prepared to eat with him.
Han Li saw him clumsily moving around in his room, sometimes moving chairs, sometimes messing with the table, busy for a long time, and finally got everything ready for dinner. He couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart, but more importantly, he was a little touched.
After the two of them made their decision at the table, they started stuffing food into their mouths while chatting outside the door, and exchanged each other's practice experiences from time to time.
As soon as Zhang Tie mentioned the opponent's "Elephant Armor Skill", he rolled his eyes in frustration.
Zhang Tie is now a bit arrogant about the "Elephant Armor Kung Fu". Although he has only practiced the first level, he has been tortured by Doctor Mo and complained endlessly. Not only does he have to soak some unpleasant concoctions at fixed times, but he also has to make them from time to time.
He was beaten with Dr. Mo's wooden stick, which was said to temper his muscles and bones.
These rough training methods made it impossible for him to sleep peacefully every night for a period of time. Because his whole body was red and swollen, whenever he touched the wooden bed, he grinned in pain.
For him, it was really a nightmare.
As for the nameless formulas that Han Li practiced, Zhang Tie was very envious from the bottom of his heart.
He felt that all he had to do every day was meditate and recite sutras like a monk. After hearing these words, Han Li could only face them speechlessly.
Han Li could still understand Zhang Tie's fear of the last few levels of the "Elephant Armor Technique". Who knew that in the future he would experience torture several times more severe than before, and he would be restless and unable to sleep or eat well.
Zhang Tie was able to persist until now without giving up, which greatly admired Han Li.
If it were him, he would never know how to practice this kind of self-destructive martial arts, even if it made him become a first-class master overnight, he would still have the same opinion.
While the two were talking, dinner was almost finished. After Zhang Tie hurriedly cleared away the dishes, he stood up and left, asking him to rest early to recover from his foot injury before leaving.
Han Li stood at the door and watched the other party leave, then hurried back into the house and closed the doors and windows tightly, leaving only a skylight for ventilation open. Then he took out the bottle from the bag and started studying it again.
After all, Han Li was just a teenager. After struggling for a while and seeing that he had no clue, he became a little tired. In addition, his feet were injured and his spirit was a little tired, so he unknowingly held the bottle in his hand.
Leaning against the bed, he fell into a drowsy sleep.
I don't know how long it took, but Han Li, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt an icy feeling coming from one of his hands.
Han Li shivered in excitement, and reluctantly opened his eyelids that had become extremely heavy, and looked vaguely at his own mischievous hand.
Suddenly, he sat up immediately, his mouth opened wide, and he didn't even notice the saliva flowing out of the corner of his mouth. He no longer felt sleepy at all, and was completely calmed by the scene in front of him.
Bits of white light visible to the naked eye fell from the sky through the only open skylight in the room, and all gathered on the bottle held in the hand, forming white light spots the size of rice grains, covering the entire bottle with a thin layer of light.
surrounded by white light.
This white light is very soft, not dazzling at all, and the cold feeling comes from this faint white light.
Han Li swallowed a mouthful of cold saliva before suddenly waking up. He threw the bottle in his hand aside as if it was hot and rolled to the other side.
After observing vigilantly for a while, I found that there seemed to be no danger, so I cautiously approached again.
The bottle surrounded by white light looks particularly beautiful and attractive, with a bit of mystery.
Han Li hesitated for a moment and gently poked the bottle a few times with his fingers. When he saw no reaction, he carefully picked up the bottle again. He put it on the table again and lay nearby, observing excitedly.
This is a wonder that I have never seen before.
Han Li didn't blink and stared at the bottle in the white light for more than a quarter of an hour. Finally, he discovered some of the secrets inside.
This bottle is passing through the surface of the bottle, and is constantly absorbing the white light spots wandering nearby. No, it is not absorption, it is these light spots that are desperately squeezing into the bottle, vying for the first place, as if they are alive.
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Han Li was a little curious and gently touched one of them with his fingertips.
Cool! Apart from that, there is nothing else special about it.
Han Li looked up.
Strands of white light continued to fall from the skylight, showing no sign of stopping.
Han Li looked at the closed doors and windows, and then at the open skylight above.
He had an idea, pushed the door open gently, and took a peek outside.
Fortunately, it was already late at night. Except for a few cackling autumn insects, it was quiet outside and there was no one around.
Han Li retracted his head, turned around, grabbed the vial, put it into a leather bag, and ran out quickly.
I ran until I reached a secluded, empty place with no one, and then I stopped.
I glanced around with my eyes to make sure no one else was here. Then I carefully took out the bottle again and gently placed it on the ground.
The original light spot near the bottle disappeared without a trace after it was put into the leather bag.
But Han Li was not worried.
Sure enough, after a while, many more light filaments than in the room gathered from all directions. Then, countless white light spots appeared densely around the small bottle, forming a basin-sized