One night, the moon was shining.

It was the middle of the month, and the moon was round.

Lin Yan sat cross-legged in front of the window in the room, and the bright moonlight shone in through the window in front of him.

This kind of purest power in nature can be regarded as a great supplement for Lin Yan's Tai Chi Method.

The faint moonlight gradually absorbed into his body with Lin Yan's cultivation, and if someone was by his side, he would definitely be surprised to find that a faint layer of light appeared around Lin Yan's body.

After the operation of three or six weeks was completed, Lin Yan slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

As his eyes opened, the light on his body also disappeared, replaced by the brightness in Lin Yan's eyes.

He could clearly feel the strength of his mental method, and he made a little progress again.

It's just that the internal forces that have just grown up are occupied by the second spirit in his spiritual world in an instant.

Lin Yan looked at the bright moonlight outside and sighed helplessly.

Alas.

After being on Baker Street for so long, the spiritual power of the Hideous King has not been consumed much, and Lin Yan can feel that there are still a lot of them in his spiritual world.

There's a long way to go.

After fighting with Dange's Jade Linfeng today, this is the second time that Lin Yan has had so much pressure.

The first time I felt this way was when I faced off against Tang Ao.

Now that his internal strength and spiritual power are unusable, although Lin Yan knows that his cultivation has not been interrupted because of this, he always feels that the speed of cultivation is a little slow.

It seems that it is a bit imminent to find the ancient magic weapon and then digest the spiritual power of the Demon King in the spirit world.

Since Lin Yan came to Baker Street, although he said that he had opened a shop, his energy was not focused on his own shop at all, and the medicinal materials were also very expensive, and almost no one came to his business.

This was also done by Lin Yan on purpose.

The price is high, so that no one wants to come to him, and it can also save a lot of time.

Lin Yan had already faintly sensed the signs of an ancient magic weapon.

This mysterious old man named Liu Hao must have something to do with the ancient magic artifacts in Baker Street.

Since Lin Yan came to Baker Street, in addition to cultivating, he has gone out to walk birds and go shopping every day.

He's not hanging out.

When he went out every day, Lin Yan was investigating various things before Baker Street.

The neighbors are also familiar with Lin Yan, and sometimes Lin Yan will ask a lot of things from the mouths of those elderly people.

Portman is a small town with a long history.

The older the city, the more stories will happen in it.

In the small town of Portman, there has been a legend in history, and it is said that this person dates back hundreds of years.

His name is Baker.

During that time, there were many wars, and there was no such stable and peaceful life as now, and there were wars everywhere in Kyushu, and many ordinary people were struggling to make a living.

At that time, the world was in turmoil, and many forces that occupied the mountains and kings also appeared in various places.

Baker was born in such an era.

At that time, everyone hoped that they could become cultivators, so that they could save their lives in the troubled times.

At the beginning, Baker was no exception, he also worked hard since he was a child, insisted on training every day, strengthened his body, and hoped that he could meet famous teachers in the future to teach him the method of mind.

But it backfired, and at that time, everyone was prepared for danger in times of peace, and there was no time to take care of others.

Baker's family was just like most ordinary people, living in a dire environment, and there were no cultivators to take care of him at all.

Until Baker was in his twenties, he still hadn't met the master he imagined he could teach his mind.

It's just that at that time, he still insisted on training, body style, fists and feet, and weapons.

Although he did not practice the mental method, at that time, Baker's skills were already well-known.

At that time, it could be said that there were many robbers and horse thieves in every place, and Portman Town was no exception.

At that time, Portman was a small village.

On one occasion a small group of horse thieves came down the mountain to rob the village.

At that time, there were about seven or eight people who were in charge, and these men rode on horseback, with long knives in their hands, and shouted loudly: "Take out all your grain and silver!"

Being bullied to the top of his head, Baker certainly wouldn't comply, and he used the skills he had cultivated over the years to start resisting.

In the case that one of the other party was a cultivator, Baker alone defeated an entire team of people.

Although that cultivator's strength was not good, he was able to condense a little bit of true qi.

But it was still at that time that Baker was able to cut the other party under the horse.

A team of people, all of whom were killed by Baker on the spot!

Baker felt like a hero at that time, saving the whole village, and he was still a little complacent.

At that time, he didn't notice that the eyes of everyone except his parents had changed when they looked at him.

Not the kind of admiration, gratitude in the eyes.

It's fear, disgust.

The next day, when Baker found himself walking out of the house, the villagers no longer greeted him as before, but avoided him a little.

The one who was a little farther away from him was still pointing at himself and whispering something.

Baker didn't understand, what the hell was going on?

It wasn't until the village chief found him that Baker understood what was causing it.

"You're in trouble. When the village chief found Baker, the first thing he said was this.

Baker didn't understand, "What's wrong? Didn't I kill the robbers?"

"They're just one of those teams. The village chief said to him with a solemn face.

"What do you mean?" Baker thought a little about what the village chief was trying to say.

"They are a relatively large horse thief in the vicinity, and there are more horse thieves on that hill than in our village! This group of horse thieves is just for money, and they have received food and silver, and they will not do anything to us villagers. But if you kill all of them this time, our entire village will be retaliated against by those people because of this incident!"

"But......" Baker opened his mouth, and he was about to say something, but was interrupted by the village chief.

The village chief waved his hand, "A few of us old guys have come up with a way, so we have to settle the matter, and each family will pool together money and food, and then you will take the money and go to the door to apologize, and then get their forgiveness!"