Chapter 11 Sheepskin
Now there are 42 points of energy left, Luo Han intends to use this energy to help Cheng Yaojin improve his realm, maybe he can successfully break through to the fourth-tier martial artist.

However, before he could open his mouth to give the system an order, the system unexpectedly showed another prompt.

"Ding!"

"Hint: The journey of cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Only when you are strong yourself are you really strong!"

"Reminder: The player's energy points use freezing. When the energy points reach 300, the system will automatically enable the player's skill extraction option."

Luo Han blinked, unable to react for a while.

What's the situation?Does the system still have this kind of operation?

Is it because I want to draw a few more heroes to help me kill and generate energy, so the system made such a fuss on purpose?
According to Luo Han's plan, he wanted to stay in the eighth-level warrior state for a short time, and then summon ten or eight powerful heroes around him, and wave his hand when he encountered an enemy. How awesome?
But now, the system obviously doesn't want him to do this, but instead asks him to raise his level while summoning heroes.

At this time, the energy points are frozen, and the 42 points of energy are temporarily useless. You can only wait for 300 points to start a skill extraction.

"Is being strong yourself the real power?"

Turning off the system operation interface, putting the giant sword of the storm by his side, Luo Han casually fetched a roasted rabbit, and bit into his mouth with a big mouthful of rabbit meat.

"It's over?" A Ke's eyes swept over, revealing a hint of expectation.

"Yeah!" Luo Han nodded, and said slowly: "In addition to this giant sword, there is also a new companion. I will see you soon!"

New companion?The corner of Ake's mouth curled up.

As the sun rose in the east, the three of them walked quickly in the dense forest, heading towards Duanshan City.

The Tianwu Continent is full of spiritual energy, and occasionally some precious medicinal materials can be seen in the dense forests of the mountains, and even century-old ginseng is not uncommon.

"Master, look!"

Ah Ke let out a soft cry, and raised his finger to point to the bottom of a stone wall.

I saw a Ganoderma lucidum growing there. The size of the Ganoderma lucidum is not small. Judging from the lines on it and the fragrance it emits, it is actually a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.

Of course, the Millennium Ganoderma is just an analogy, it just means that its medicinal effect is much stronger than that of ordinary century-old Ganoderma, but it may not really grow for a thousand years.

"Good thing, take it off, maybe it will be helpful to our cultivation!"

Luo Han said, you can't rely on energy points to improve your strength, it is also necessary to practice by yourself on weekdays.

Now Luo Han is the pinnacle of an eighth-rank warrior, and half of his foot has stepped into the realm of a ninth-rank warrior. Even if he cultivates on his own, he may be able to break through in a short time.

In the Tianwu Continent, there are many powerful alchemists, who can refine precious medicinal materials into elixirs, multiplying the efficacy of the medicines.

But Broken Mountain City is just a remote town in Tianwu Continent, and the so-called four big families are only local powerful, so there will be alchemists there?
So after picking off the Millennium Ganoderma lucidum, Luo Han could only boil it into a decoction for use.

A moment later, Ah Ke had carefully picked off the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, but before she returned to Luo Han's side, she suddenly narrowed her eyes and turned her head to look at the dense forest in the distance.

"What's wrong?" Luo Han asked.

"There are people, and there are quite a few!" Ah Ke said in a deep voice.

Among the three, her realm is the highest, and her ears and perception are more sensitive.

Other than bandits, hunters and medicine farmers, who would come to this deep mountain?
Luo Han was puzzled, but he didn't want to cause trouble, so with a wave of his hand, the three of them hid in the bushes.

"Stop, you can't escape, hand over the things, and I can spare your life!"

A group of people chased back and forth, and appeared in the sight of the three of Luo Han.

A man at the front was covered in blood, holding a broadsword in his hand, and ran forward stumblingly, turning a deaf ear to the threat behind him.

Behind him, five men were chasing after him. These five men were wearing black blouses with cloaks on their backs. The cloak was embroidered with an eagle with wings spread, and the scimitar in their hands was shining with a bloodthirsty cold light.

"Huh? This outfit is from the Eagle Guard?" Luo Han frowned.

In the Tianwu Continent, there are many sects, major forces criss-cross, and many countries exist.

The strengths of these countries and sects vary, and some sects and families are even stronger than the country.

Broken Mountain City is a city under the jurisdiction of the Zhantian Empire.

And this Eagle Guard is the Eagle Dog of the Zhantian Empire in the city lord's mansion of Broken Mountain City. There is an Eagle Guard. As the young head of the Luo family, Luo Han has lived in Broken Mountain City since he was a child, so he is naturally very familiar with the outfit of the Eagle Guard.

"Are these Eagle Guards from Broken Mountain City? What did they ask that person to hand over?" Luo Han wondered.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Luo Han's sight.

"Stubborn!"

It was an arrow, from a short crossbow in the hand of one of the eagle guards.

As the first arrow was shot, several other eagle guards also raised their short crossbows one after another, and the arrows came off the bowstring one after another, and shot at the man with a sharp whistling.

"puff!"

"puff!"

With a muffled sound, the man was finally shot after dodging two arrows in a row.

Three arrows passed through his back, and half of the arrows protruded out of his chest, bringing up streaks of blood.

"what!"

A burst of weakness struck, and the man knelt down on one knee, with deep despair in his eyes.

"You guys forced me. If I can't get it, you can't get it either!"

Following these words, the man took out a piece of neatly folded sheepskin from his arms. The sheepskin looked a bit old, and some lines and patterns could be vaguely seen on it.

"call!"

The next moment, the man threw the sheepskin up and raised the broadsword in his hand with the last ounce of strength. Fighting energy surged out, and the broadsword swept towards the sheepskin in mid-air.

Obviously, he planned to chop the sheepskin into pieces before he died.

"not good!"

The faces of the Eagle Guards changed drastically, but there was still a distance between the two sides, and it was too late to rush over to stop them.

Fortunately, one of them reacted quickly and immediately raised the short crossbow in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

A crossbow bolt flew out and hit the sheepskin before the broadsword chopped it into pieces.

Then, under the unwilling eyes of the man, the inertia of the arrow took the sheepskin and flew to the distance, landing in a bush.

"Hmph! You can die!"

Yingwei stepped forward quickly, and the scimitar swept across the man's neck, and the big head flew out immediately, blood was everywhere.

In the distance, among the bushes, Luo Han blinked, and looked speechlessly at the enemy three meters away to the left, where an arrow stuck in a sheepskin was lying there quietly.

"Is this considered a disaster?"

From the bottom of his heart, Luo Han didn't want to have any contact with Yingwei, let alone conflict with Yingwei.

After all, the Eagle Guards are the eagle dogs of the Zhantian Empire. If they get into trouble with them, it may not only be Luo Han, but the entire Luo family will be in trouble in the future.

(End of this chapter)

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