In fact, Yang Chengzhi didn't want to come, but he was going back to Zhenguan College tomorrow, and suddenly thought of the encounter with Ma Feifei in the tavern that day, although the two didn't talk much, but his impression of Ma Feifei was still good;

After thinking about it, only Ma Feifei could be regarded as acquaintance, so in the end, I decided to meet Ma Feifei before leaving.

"Brother Yang is going back to Zhenguan Academy tomorrow?" Ma Feifei rarely put down the pen of transcription, invited Yang Chengzhi to sit down, and the two talked face-to-face.

Yang Chengzhi didn't seem to be in a good state, the whole person was very low, and the words "unhappy" were almost written on his face, but in the face of Ma Feifei, he still squeezed out a smile and said: "Yes, the academy has issued a notice for me to go back and report." ”

The news that he was forbidden to participate in this national war spread throughout the Chu State, and Zhenguan Academy also suffered some negative effects on this, it is said that the elders of the academy were very unhappy about this, and issued a notice to let Yang Chengzhi return to the academy immediately, it is estimated that he will settle accounts after the autumn.

"Brother Yang just sits still?" Ma Feifei naturally knew that Yang Chengzhi would be expelled from the academy if he went back this time, which would affect him for the rest of his life.

"It's not about sitting still, it's about being helpless. Yang Chengzhi laughed at himself and said: "I'm not afraid of Brother Ma's jokes, although Yang is ranked 300th on the Dragon List, it was all a year ago." A year ago, Yang's cultivation was in the sixth stage of the spirit master, and a year later, he still stopped. The cultivation of the 299th on the Dragon List is all the eighth stage of the spirit master, and below Yang, there are not a few people who have the eighth stage of the spirit master. ”

"In a month, it will be the annual dragon list competition of Zhenguan Academy, and at that time, Yang will not be able to hold the position of the third hundredth on the dragon list, let alone defeat Xiaoyaozi. ”

Once he fell out of the dragon list, Yang Chengzhi's last hole card was gone.

In this world, in the final analysis, strength is respected.

Only with strength can we despise everything, make people fearful, and override the moral law.

Those who do not have strength can only obey the wishes of the strong.

Once Yang Chengzhi is squeezed out of the Dragon List, there will be one less talisman for him, and the academy really doesn't need any scruples to expel him.

Only the pride of heaven can get the preferential treatment and respect of the college.

"Then did Brother Yang ever think that in a month later, the Dragon List would be more shameful than the previous snow and defeat Xiaoyaozi?" Ma Feifei asked.

If Yang Chengzhi can defeat Xiaoyaozi in a month and reach the top of the dragon list, it is impossible for Zhenguan Academy to expel Yang Chengzhi; Yang Chengzhi can not only continue to stay in Zhenguan Academy, but also be ashamed, which is simply the best of both worlds.

"It's so hard. Yang Chengzhi shook his head, Yang Chengzhi didn't think about this situation, but it was all in a dream. This is not the case.

Even if it was a Spirit Saint, he would not be able to let him reach the Spirit Sect realm within a month, let alone defeat Xiaoyaozi.

You must know that Xiaoyaozi stepped into the Lingzong realm a year ago, and now that a year has passed, what realm will a proud son of heaven like Xiaoyaozi reach?

Ma Feifei smiled mysteriously, turned around and took down the book "Shooting the Condor" from the bookshelf, then put it in front of Yang Chengzhi, and said, "You might as well take a look at this book." ”

Yang Chengzhi was stunned for a moment, feeling that this topic was a little off-topic? He glanced down at the book handed over by Ma Feifei, with a beautiful blue cover and a few big characters written "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

"Miscellaneous books?" Yang Chengzhi asked suspiciously.

He didn't understand why Ma Feifei suddenly took such a book to himself and let himself read it?

"Anyway, you don't have anything to do, you might as well sit here and read a book for a day, and it's not too late to go back tomorrow. Ma Feifei pointed to the book "Shooting the Condor" and said with a smile: "This book is very good, but I declare in advance that I need to pay one spirit crystal per hour to read a book in our store." ”

"A spirit crystal!" This time it was Yang Chengzhi's turn to be surprised.

As a student of Zhenguan Academy, he naturally used Lingjing a lot, but because of this, he knew the value of Lingjing.

Not to mention the need to use spirit crystals for cultivation, even the daily purchase of heavenly and earthly treasures, exercises and martial arts and so on need to use spirit crystals, it can be said that spirit crystals are almost the currency of cultivators, and with spirit crystals, everything can be bought.

Yang Chengzhi, as the third-hundredth student on the dragon list of Zhenguan Academy, can receive a thousand spirit crystals as a reward every year, in addition, he usually goes out to hunt spirit beasts or something to earn spirit crystals when the academy is not in class, it seems that he is quite rich, but when it comes to his cultivation, he needs to consume a lot of spirit crystals, earn flowers, and have almost no savings.

For now, he had hundreds of spirit crystals in his pocket.

One spirit crystal for an hour of reading here has to consume more than ten spirit crystals in a day, which is faster than the speed at which he consumes spirit crystals when he is practicing.

"Too expensive?" Ma Feifei frowned. I thought to myself, this script is not right! As a student of Zhenguan Academy, a celebrity on the dragon list, one spirit crystal an hour is still too expensive? It seems that the bookstore has been open for so long, except for Zhao Xiaodao, the poor girl, I haven't seen anyone who thinks it's expensive.

"No, no, no. Yang Chengzhi hurriedly shook his head, took out ten spirit crystals and handed them to Ma Feifei and said, "Anyway, it's okay today, just calm down and read the book." ”

Ma Feifei took the spirit crystal, glanced at Yang Chengzhi, and said, "Don't worry, it will definitely make you worth your money, I wish you a happy reading." ”

Yang Chengzhi looked at Ma Feifei's back, looked at the books on the desk, and suddenly laughed.

"This horse brother is a little interesting. ”

"Then take a look. After that, Yang Chengzhi picked up the book on the table: "I haven't heard of the Legend of the Condor Heroes." ”

I guess it's also an unknown miscellaneous book!" Yang Chengzhi thought.

Yang Chengzhi opened the pages of the book with a casual attitude, and read the first chapter of the wind and snow.

The Qiantang River is mighty and the river flows endlessly from the edge of Lin'an Niujia Village day and night, and flows into the sea in the east. There are dozens of rows on the riverside

The black cypress tree, with its leaves as red as fire, is in August. The weeds in front of and behind the village have just begun to turn yellow, and a touch of the slanting sun reflects on them

Below, it has increased a little bit of depression. Under two large pine trees were a group of villagers, men and women and a dozen children, who were concentrating

Listening to a thin old man. The speaker was in his fifties, and a green cloth robe had faded to blue-gray after a long wash.

I only heard him touch the two pear blossom planks a few times, and the bamboo stick in his left hand beat on a small drum continuously. Singing:

"The little peach blooms without an owner, and the tobacco is vast with a night crow. Several ruined wells have always been people's homes. ”

When he saw this, Yang Chengzhi couldn't help but whisper: "This poem is well written." ”

When he saw that after Jin Bing killed Ye Sanjie's family one by one, Ye Sanjie pulled out a knife and attempted to assassinate Jin Bing and committed suicide, Yang Chengzhi's originally calm heart actually fluctuated a little.

"This Jin Bing is so hateful, and this Third Sister Ye is so pitiful. ”

Unconsciously, Yang Chengzhi was attracted by the content of this book, forgot all the troubles in his mind, and followed the words in the book to observe the world in the book.

When Yang Chengzhi finished reading the first chapter of the Wind and Snow Shock, he was woken up by Ma Feifei.

"Brother Yang, our store is closing. Ma Feifei said with a smile.

Yang Chengzhi has been seeing just now in the morning, he didn't even eat at noon, he didn't go to the toilet once during the period, and he didn't raise his eyelids, and it can be seen from here that this book has attracted Yang Chengzhi.

"Ahh

"This is the returned spirit crystal, Brother Yang put it away. Ma Feifei returned the excess spirit crystal to Yang Chengzhi, and made a gesture to send off the guest.

Is this "Shooting the Condor" good? Yang Chengzhi couldn't say.

It's not a new story, it's just an ordinary story about a country in turmoil and people being displaced. The characters in it are also ordinary people, who don't know how to practice, and they don't have the ability to fly away. What will be some simple knives, guns and sticks, cornices and walls.

For cultivators in the cultivation world, this kind of story should logically be unbearable.

Why? Because reading books is all about a crookedness, readers want to put themselves into a certain character in the book, to accomplish things that cannot be done in reality. To put it simply, the story is higher than reality, especially this kind of story with a heroic plot.

In Yang Chengzhi's eyes, the fight plot in the book "Shooting the Condor" is no different from ordinary people who can't practice in his world, what ordinary people can do 'jumping up a tree' and 'dancing with a sword and sword', let alone a cultivator like Yang Chengzhi, according to the strength level in the book, he is estimated to be able to sweep this book.

Although, Yang Chengzhi only read one chapter.

But it's such a book, you have to say it's not good-looking! But Yang Chengzhi was attracted by this book again.

But if you want Yang Chengzhi to tell him what attracted him, he really can't say. So he really can't evaluate whether this book is good or not.

"Or... Come and see again tomorrow?" Yang Chengzhi thought on the way back.

As for going back to college...

Does it matter?

Unimportant!