"What's wrong with my spiritual world?"

The bird flapped its wings and said to Lin Yan, "Don't you want to make your own magic weapon in the future?"

"Uh. Lin Yan thought for a while and said, "I haven't thought about this problem for the time being......

"......" was speechless for a while. "Well, your spiritual world can be said to be a large storage warehouse, with the existence of I Ching scrolls, any magic weapon for you can absorb into your spiritual world and then transform into raw materials. In this way, every time you collect ancient artifacts in the future, they can be turned into materials for the artifacts you make in the future. ”

"Storage warehouse...... Then, can I put my secret weapon herbs or something in here?"

The duck is very humane to hold its forehead with its wings, "Can't ...... At least not yet. Every time anything else comes in or out of your spiritual world, you need to use your mental power to control it. Now you can't use it casually, and when Xiaobai and I pulled the spiritual power of the Demon King, we obviously felt a little powerless. I advise you to also try to minimize this happening, which is a very dangerous thing for you and for us. ”

Lin Yan nodded, "I understand, if it weren't for the time of life and death in the future or the discovery of ancient magic weapons, I wouldn't let you come." ”

Lin Yan chatted with the duck and the unkempt tail Xuanhu for a while, and then left from his spiritual world.

After calming down his mood, Lin Yan couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

There is still such a use in his spiritual world, if he didn't say it, he didn't know it before.

He put on all his clothes and looked at a huge package in front of him, if he could use his spiritual power now, he would just put it directly into his spiritual world, why bother carrying it so much.

Pack your bags and get ready to go.

For Lin Yan, in the past few years of digesting spiritual power, he at least now has a goal, to find all kinds of magic weapons handed down from ancient times, in this way, he can greatly accelerate the speed of absorbing spiritual power.

Lin Yan had already planned, although he couldn't use his internal strength during this time, he could still cultivate, but the growth power brought by cultivation would also be occupied by his second mind.

During this time, in addition to looking for ancient magic weapons, all that is left to do is to calm down and lay a solid foundation.

The terrain deep in the mountains, Lin Yan is already very familiar with it, which territory of the spirit beasts that threaten his current self, as long as he bypasses it, there will be no problem.

Therefore, coming down from the Tianxin Pavilion is no longer a threat to Lin Yan, it just takes some time.

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Baker Street is located in a very prosperous town outside the imperial capital.

At the foot of the Son of Heaven, this small town is developing very well, both economically and culturally, it can be regarded as the leader among many small towns around the imperial capital.

The town also has a nice name, Portman.

Today, Portman is a lively mix of people, with the shouting hawkers, the noisy conversation of passers-by, and the occasional horse-drawn carriage passing by.

On Baker Street, a shop that had been closed for a month was once again put up with a sign.

Spring City divination.

Baker Street is one of the most remote streets in Portman, and it's not unattended, but it's rarely visited by people.

The neighborhoods on Baker Street are basically old faces, and the vacant shop has not known when it started, but it was actually bought.

Due to the cheapness of the place, the shop has kept its selling price very low, but it has also been idle for more than a month.

Because the natives in Portman Town know that no matter what they drive here, it seems that they will not make a profit.

When the sign of the Spring City divination was hung up, the neighbors of Baker Street came here one after another, wanting to see what kind of person this outsider was who was about to become his neighbor.

"Old Li Tou, what kind of person is he who you said you could buy this store? Didn't he inquire about the situation on our street before?" an old man in a gray robe and coat was chatting with the people next to him.

"Hey, old king, you haven't seen it, divination! This boss is a diviner, and I don't know if he is really capable or a charlatan. It was also an old man with some gray hair.

"If you want me to say, this is a charlatan, if he really has the ability, it doesn't count how many people have lost a lot of money here before him. An old man who was older than Li Tou and Wang Tou interjected on the side.

"Uncle Zhao, you can't say that, maybe you really have the ability, people don't care where they are, you say yes. "A young man was talking to the shop that was helping to do fortune telling.

Everyone laughed, and Lao Li Tou smiled: "Xiao Zhang is right, hey, you old fools still remember the two gods in the imperial capital who only divined one hexagram every day?"

The old man, who was called Uncle Zhao by the young man, opened his mouth and smiled: "You also said that we are old, I think your old Li Tou is an old fool, and people are three trigrams!

Lao Li patted his head and said: "Hey, yes, yes, I'm confused, I'm confused! Haha, it's a pity, it is said that after leaving the imperial capital, they still came to travel to the small town near our imperial capital, but unfortunately they didn't pass through us." ”

The neighbors are talking at the door of this store, and the person who signs the plaque is just a young man, who looks like a young man who has come to help, whether it is a stall or a shop for divination, even if it is a charlatan, all of them are old people over half a hundred years old, this is the consensus that everyone knows.

So there is no need to ask, everyone thinks that the diviner is still in the house and has not come out.

Although this young man has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, his appearance is very handsome, especially a pair of eyes, but this young man's white hair also surprised everyone.

"How can this young man have whiter hair than me?" Lao Zhao's first words made everyone laugh.

Immediately, someone shouted: "Young man, your shopkeeper is accurate!"

Lin Yan had just hung up the plaque, looked back at these neighbors, smiled, and slowly came down from the ladder, "It's not accurate, you can just try it." Since this small shop has just opened, the price will be reduced to the lowest for you!

"You boy, you're pretty good at talking. Someone in the crowd laughed.

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Baker Street must be familiar to most people......

This plot, but I have been thinking about it for a long time.

It's a tribute to Conan Doyle, which I've loved since I was a child.

It's time to start a new story, and try to write it as well as you can.