Mortal Cultivation Biography Chapter 10 Mysterious Bottle - Mortal Cultivation Biography

Han Li slowly walked out of Shenshou Valley and walked along the path in the mountains, habitually, towards the vaguely overlooked Chishui Peak.

He doesn’t have any important things to do right now. The reason why he ran to Zhang Tie on time every day for the past few days was just to see how Zhang Tie grinned when he was practicing under the waterfall.
This “Xiang Jia Gong” is     really not something ordinary people can withstand. It’s just that the first layer will have to endure such a lot of torture. When it comes to the next few layers, don’t train people to take off at least a few layers of skin.

“I guess Zhang Tie, I’m afraid I already regret it a little bit now. The dominance of the “Elephant Armor” far exceeds the imagination of these little boys.” Han Li walked and thought, still casually using his feet. Randomly kicked the fallen leaves and branches on the ground.
“Wait a few days later, the two of them pleaded with Dr. Mo together, so that Zhang Tie could practice other skills and save him the crime.” Han Li thought this way, he wanted to find a way for his friend to escape from the present. The way out of suffering, and feel a little excited.
Han Li looked up at the trees on both sides of the road. By this time, it was the end of autumn, and the branches of all the trees were bare. There was a thick layer of fallen leaves and dead branches on the road. Walking on it was soft and uncomfortable.

At this time, from a mountain not far away, there were a few faint sounds of weapon impact, and a few loud cheers from time to time.
Hearing these voices, Han Li looked at the mountain again, and his mood just got better.

This is the teaching brothers of Baidutang, who are training new beginners in weapon fighting.

Whenever Han Li saw other colleagues gathering together for real-knife training, he felt a little uncomfortable, and he wanted to pick up a real knife or use a real gun. It’s a pity that I don’t know why. After officially visiting Doctor Mo’s school, Doctor Mo strictly prohibited him from contacting these things, and forbid him to go to other schools to learn other martial arts, saying that it would hinder his progress in practicing mantras.

Therefore, Han Li can only be greedy, and occasionally in private, he can borrow a few weapons from a few close friends, dance a few back and forth, and get addicted.

Really, what is good about the formulas that I have cultivated until now, I haven’t seen how useful it is. The other disciples who started together are all getting more and more skillful, and martial arts are thriving, but they are standing still, and there is no change at all.

Even Zhang Tie, who has only practiced the “Xiang Jia Gong” for two months, has become thicker and more able to be beaten, and his strength is much stronger than before.

But if it weren’t for Dr. Mo’s income, he might not have passed the registered disciple test two months ago, let alone stay on the mountain and send home so much money.

You can’t learn anything else, so just don’t learn it
Han Li complained in his stomach while comforting himself.
Han Li took his gaze back from a distance, still whispering in his heart, but his spirit became more sloppy. He looked at both sides of the path with a godless gaze, and he didn’t know what he was looking at.
Suddenly, Han Li took a breath, his expression turned strange, and then he almost grinned behind the ear door. He squatted down like a nervous reflex, pressed his right thumb firmly with both hands, and then lay half down on the grass with pain. This sudden and sharp pain suddenly caused Han Li. When he was knocked down, his face was a little pale, and a heart-like pain came from time to time from the toe.

It seems that I have kicked a very hard stone in the pile of leaves.
Han Li bowed and hugged his ankle with both hands. While subconsciously, through the cloth shoes on his feet, he used his mouth to blow vigorously at his injured toe; while secretly worrying about whether he was The injury will be very serious, whether the toe and thumb will be congested and swollen at once, which will affect their daily walking.

It took a long time for Han Li to relieve the pain. He raised his neck and glanced around in the pile of leaves near his feet, trying to find the culprit that caused him to suffer this serious crime.

The leaves scattered on the ground all around are all with the same monotonous color and withered yellow, and I simply cannot find what I want from the mess of leaves.

Han Li frowned, scratched the ground a few times with his hands, grabbed a thicker branch, leaned on his heels, and stood up cautiously.
Then, unwillingly, he pulled the branches in his hands into the thick leaves around him a few times.

Hey, a fist-sized thing was picked out by a tree branch.
Han Li took a closer look. The culprit who caused his glorious injury was a round bottle-shaped object with a slender neck. The surface of the bottle was soaked in mud and turned into earthy gray completely, with no original color visible.

Han Li originally thought it was a small porcelain bottle, but when he got it, he found that the weight was wrong, heavy and very heavy.
It’s made of metal, it’s no wonder that this thing is not big, but it hurts so much when you hit your foot, but it’s rare to see a bottle made of metal.

Han Li is now interested in this little bottle, forgetting the pain in his feet for a while.

Rubbing the soil on the neck of the bottle with my hands, the original color of the bottle is revealed. The green is very beautiful. There are some exquisite, dark green leaf-like patterns on the surface of the bottle. A small bottle cap is tightly sealed at the top. Bottle mouth.

There won’t be anything in it. Put the bottle to your ear with your hand, shake the bottle gently, and can’t feel anything shaking inside.
Put your hand on the bottle cap, twist it hard, but didn’t twist it.
Han Li became more curious, and was about to take the next step. Suddenly, severe pain came from his feet.

I forgot how it was broken, and my feet still carry the bad consequences caused by close contact with this thing.

I suffered this injury. It seems that I can’t go to Zhang Tie’s place. I should go back to the residence first to get some medicine for the injury, and then I will ponder this accidentally small bottle.

Thinking of this, Han Li didn’t think it was too dirty to prevent others from seeing it. He took the bottle in his arms, turned his head, and limped back.

Chapter 9 Elephant Armor     Catalogue   Chapter 11 The Bottle Is Difficult to Open