C11 (1/2)

Long Chenhao laid on the grass, recovering the crown force while gradually healing the wounds on his body, these all came from the Herba Clematis's special medicinal properties.

The Herba Clematis's spirit would gradually become stronger as it grew. For example, the one that Long Chenhao had been using for more than two hundred years, Long Chenhao's heart ached after he used it.

The previous problem of not being able to form a solid eleventh grade foundation was completely solved under this situation of full overdraft and high pressure. At the same time, it had also made Long Chenhao realize his own shortcomings in the use of crown force.

Who would have thought that the boss of a bandit would only have such a few items? How shabby!

In truth, this couldn't be blamed on this young grand coroner, they didn't have any spatial rings, and who would normally bring their treasures everywhere with them? Moreover, he didn't expect that the strong man would suddenly go back on his words, otherwise, he would have brought along a few stalks of life-saving spiritual medicines.

Long Chenhao didn't gain anything after he searched through the bodies of the others.

No way, are these robbers really that poor? Long Chenhao sighed in his heart, then turned his gaze towards the sturdy man not far away. Right now, the only person that he had yet to look for was him.

I hope it doesn't disappoint me.

Just as Long Chenhao flipped the robust man over, a bamboo slip like jade slip slipped out. When Long Chenhao saw this, his face was filled with pleasant surprise.

He knew that this kind of thing was called a jade scroll which was used to store information like crown technique. Long Chenhao had seen many of these things in the crown technique Pavilion in the Eastern Xia Empire.

But at that time, Long Chenhao was still too young and didn't have the qualifications to cultivate those crown technique s.

”After Long Chenhao grasped the jade scroll in his hand, a large amount of information was transmitted into his brain. The few big words ”Misty Rain Sword Art” revealed the name of the crown technique, and after that, were the sword techniques and moves, as well as the scene of cultivation, reflected in Long Chenhao's mind.

Long Chenhao was completely captivated by the Misty Rain Sword Art, he silently stood there for a good long while, until the later sword manuals were too profound, suitable for his current cultivation, and he was forced to bring them back to the real world.

It seemed like he had planned to poison that grand coroner earlier today. Unfortunately, this was a sword art and he had used a blade, otherwise he would have waited until now to make his move.

Long Chenhao took out the map and looked at it, then walked to the small lake nearby. His crown teacher clothes were already torn, and the bloodstains on his body also needed a good cleaning.