The order of reading in the other world is similar to that of Ma Feifei's previous life, from top to bottom, from right to left.

The two sentences that Ma Feifei wants to write are: There is a golden house in the book, and there is a woman like jade in the book.

According to the order, the first sentence on the right should be 'the book's own golden house', but now the one hanging on the right is 'there is a woman in the book'.

"Hmm... Can't blame me, I'm a modern and used to going from left to right. Ma Feifei bit the pen and resolutely refused to admit that this was his problem.

But now that it's written like this, Ma Feifei didn't plan to erase it after thinking about it, so he just wrote it like this, anyway, no one knows which sentence before and after it.

Thinking of this, Ma Feifei stepped on it again, and wrote 'There is nothing in the book...' to write here, Ma Feifei hesitated, and finally changed the golden house to Chengxian Dao.

In the end, this pair of sentences became: There is a woman in the book who is like jade, and there is a way to become an immortal in the book.

"Hmm... I'm really brilliant. Ma Feifei stepped back, looked at his revised sentence, and expressed his satisfaction.

In this fantasy world, the golden house is definitely not in line with its background, nor does it conform to the artistic conception of the magical bookstore, but it is different to change to the way of becoming an immortal, first of all, the idea is more obvious, directly tell the majority of book lovers that the books in the magical bookstore have the way to become immortals, and stepping into the realm of immortals is the goal of every practitioner's life, and then the magical bookstore can attract more practitioners' attention through this advertising slogan, so that they are interested in the books in the magical bookstore, and finally enter the bookstore to watch the books.

So Ma Feifei felt that these three words were changed perfectly.

"Ding! The plaque couplet is written. The prompt sound of the system came, but there was no reward either, but Ma Feifei didn't care, this thing was to decorate the façade, anyway, it was written casually, it didn't matter whether the reward was rewarded or not.

After writing the couplet, Ma Feifei walked towards the bookstore with a stool, leaving behind the people who ate melons with shocked faces.

"The owner's handwriting is so beautiful. A young man couldn't help but praise.

"You deserve to not be able to go to the Spirit Sect for the rest of your life, is it the point that the words are good-looking?" The middle-aged father standing next to him couldn't help but slap him and scolded.

The young man was slapped by his own father, and he had no temper at all, and he smiled tremblingly, not daring to resist.

"Thinking about it, these two sentences should be couplets, Yan Ruyu and Cheng Xiandao are all benefits that can be obtained from the books in the magical bookstore. The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the couplets on both sides of the door, and there was a lot of regret and longing in his tone.

Although the magical bookstore is magical, it is also a place that consumes spirit crystals, although these days with the continuous expansion of the magical bookstore space, a lot of reading places have been increased, but the price of each exclusive number in the Wantong trading market is still maintained at about 100,000 spirit crystals, the reason is very simple, there are more locations, and there are also more cultivators who know the magic bookstore, so the price of the exclusive number cannot be lowered at all.

It is precisely because of this that even a family with a spirit crystal vein mine has no way to support a person to enter the magical bookstore every day to read books, according to the statistics of the Wantong trading market, ninety-five out of ten thousand cultivators who stay in Watanabe Town have not entered the magical bookstore to read, four out of ten thousand cultivators have entered it twice, and the remaining one in ten thousand cultivators have entered it more than three times.

Ninety-five out of 10,000 practitioners either can't afford to buy an exclusive number, are reluctant to buy an exclusive number, or can't afford to buy an exclusive number.

Only the remaining 5 out of 10,000 rich people will give priority to buying exclusive numbers through price increases, so as to get the opportunity to enter the magic bookstore to read books.

But in this case, the number of spirit crystals required for an exclusive number is higher than the market price, and the cost of reading hundreds of thousands of spirit crystals a day is not something that anyone can afford.

At least for a middle-aged man, he is also a one-party figure, there is an inferior spirit crystal vein mine in his home, which can produce tens of millions of spirit crystals every year, but the income from the spirit crystal vein mineral output this year is not enough for him to enter the magical bookstore alone to read books for four months, if you get a spirit weapon elf or something in it, it will be even more expensive, and you can wipe out your pants at the end of the day.

In order to earn money in the Magical Bookstore, you first have to have enough Spirit Crystals, which are the admission ticket, and then it's time to look at your personal talent.

Although the middle-aged man has a spirit crystal vein mine at home, it is obviously impossible to smash all the spirit crystals into the magical bookstore, so so far he has only entered it once and realized a seventh-order martial art, some small profits, but the income is not large, and he has not even had a chance to touch the yellow quality books, let alone this way of becoming an immortal.

Only this time, looking at the words on the couplet, the middle-aged father gritted his teeth and turned around and walked towards the Wantong trading market behind.

"Father, why are you going?" the young man chased back.

"Buy exclusive numbers. The middle-aged father said in a deep voice.

"But it's expensive...... What if my mother finds out?"

"Hmm... I have saved some private money for my father over the years. ”

"Father..."

"One for each person. ”

"Deal!"

“......”

Because of the appearance of the couplet, especially the three words of Chengxian Dao, so that those practitioners who were still hesitant have made up their minds to enter the Wantong trading market to buy exclusive numbers, as these two sentences spread more and more widely, the entire Watanabe Town began to set off a frenzy of exclusive number purchases, this practice directly led to the market price of the exclusive number skyrocketing, breaking through 200,000 spirit crystals, and there is no market.

Ma Feifei cares so much, this will be the second thing that he finds interesting in the information provided by the system.

The first is to write the plaque couplet, and the second is the four white and flawless pillars in the bookstore, and these four pillar system gives a particularly nice name, called the 'Four Spirit Pillars'.

Just listen to the name, the pillars on this side correspond to the dragon, phoenix, unicorn, and turtle, that is, the 'four spirits of the Book of Rites'.

These four pillars do not need to be painted by Ma Feifei himself, nor do they need to press the four spirits as specimens, but let the four spirits use their own origin power to draw their own ontology on the pillars, but one place in the ontology should be removed and not painted, and Ma Feifei himself will make up for it.

They are: the finishing touch, the phoenix tail, the unicorn splashing ink, and the turtle shell.

After the carving of the Four Spirit Pillars is completed, the system prompts that a new change will occur in the bookstore, but the system does not indicate what this change is.

"Let's not say that this turtle hasn't been found yet, so let Sister Long draw her body... I'm afraid that dragons and insects don't distinguish between them..."Ma Feifei spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Are you talking about me?" Yu Qingyang asked as she sat on the bench eating plum blossoms.

Ma Feifei glanced at Yu Qingyang, his eyes lit up, he ran to sit down opposite Yu Qingyang, a brush and a piece of paper appeared in his hand, handed it to Yu Qingyang and said, "Qingyang, do you know what your body looks like?"

"You know, when I was bored under the ice cave in the past, I always looked at the ice wall reflecting my appearance. Yu Qingyang nodded and responded, she has lived under the Wanzhang Ice Cave for more than 30,000 years, although she has been in the eggshell most of the time, but after being born in the eggshell, she still stayed under the ice cave for a period of time after being born in the eggshell, stabilizing her cultivation and transformation state.

"Then let's see if you can draw what you look like. Ma Feifei looked forward to it, although Yu Qingyang's brain is not good, but painting may not be good, especially his own appearance, maybe he can paint very similarly.

"Draw yourself?" Yu Qingyang took the brush, looked at the white paper on the table, shook his head and put the brush down.

"What's wrong?" Ma Feifei asked suspiciously.

"The paper is too small to fit my body. ”

"I ......"