Inside the bookstore.

At this time, Ma Feifei was entangled with Yu Qingyang.

This girl refused to return the spirit crystals to Ma Feifei after she took them away, and Ma Feifei was in a hurry, for fear that she would swallow all the 100,000 spirit crystals with a dragon's mouth.

"Qingyang, let's not make trouble, you give me the spirit crystal first, I have something important to do. "In the face of the strongest bodyguard in the bookstore, Ma Feifei can't win the fight, and he can't scold or scold, it's really uncomfortable.

"As you say, all the income belongs to me. Yu Qingyang was a little unhappy, and it was rare for this to appear on her expressionless face.

It felt like Ma Feifei was about to snatch her favorite toy, like a child.

Ma Feifei coughed and explained: "Having said that, it refers to the profit of the bookstore, and now I need to invest these spirit crystals in the bookstore, so that the bookstore can have a good development, and I can earn more spirit crystals in the future." ”

How did he know that the system could still make this kind of stubble? He knew that he would not agree to Yu Qingyang if he was killed at the beginning.

Yu Qingyang didn't speak, one hand covered the other hand wearing the space ring.

"You believe me, investing today is for a better tomorrow. Ma Feifei grabbed Yu Qingyang's hand and broke it hard, breaking the space ring from Yu Qingyang's hand.

Yu Qingyang was in a hurry, so he quickly snatched it back, took out a space bag, transferred the spirit crystal in the ring to the space bag, and handed it to Ma Feifei.

Ma Feifei smiled, his eyes kept glancing at the Yu Qingyang space ring, he found that Yu Qingyang was particularly concerned about this ring, it was estimated that there were a lot of treasures hidden in it, when he must take a sneak look.

After getting the spirit crystal, Ma Feifei didn't ink, and returned to his seat and began to transcribe "A Thousand Golden Fangs"; this thing is a bit of a high quality, and according to past experience, this kind of high-quality book transcription takes longer than the blue quality.

This has nothing to do with the number of words itself, for example, the first time I copied "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales", several million words were copied in a few days; but the later "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has more than one million words, and the time to transcribe is more than that of "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales"; the division of blue quality books is so serious, and the ghost knows how long it takes for yellow quality books to transcribe so many words.

Yu Qingyang stood not far away, watching Ma Feifei continue to pour spirit crystals into his ballpoint pen, his face full of unhappiness.

"Sage. Suddenly, a voice came from Yu Qingyang's ears.

Yu Qingyang looked up, but he was the first guest to come to the bookstore today, called Zhang Yunji.

Zhang Yunji first saluted respectfully, then picked up the book in his hand and asked, "Dare to ask the sage, why can't you feel anything unusual when you look at this book?"

He couldn't help it, seeing that the day was about to pass, most of the cultivators in the bookstore had some understanding, and even a few cultivators at his table felt that their spiritual power had become pure, but he was the only one who hadn't undergone any changes, which really made him a little anxious.

Ma Feifei seemed to be busy, and he was embarrassed to bother, so the only one who could ask for advice was Yu Qingyang.

Yu Qingyang glanced at the book in Zhang Yunji's hand. To be honest, although she had been in the bookstore for a while, she hadn't read a single book, so she couldn't figure out what was in the book, and she wasn't interested in reading these things, but she still preferred Lingjing in comparison.

"Look more" Yu Qingyang didn't want to deal with Zhang Yunji, but when she thought that Zhang Yunji was a customer of the bookstore and could bring her spirit crystals, she still said two words.

Zhang Yunji pulled his lips, he has been reading it for almost a day, and he has turned this 100,000-word book three or four times, which is not too much!

"Sage, I wonder if there is any pattern in this?" Zhang Yunji thought for a moment and asked cheekily.

It is no longer a question of whether or not they can gain insights from books; out of a total of 12 customers in the bookstore, the remaining 11 except him have all reacted to the books, but he is the only one who has not; what does this mean? In the eyes of everyone, they will only say that he has poor qualifications and low understanding, and that he will not be able to read books.

As Zhang Yunji, who is only in his early forties, his cultivation has also reached the realm of the Spirit King, and he was also a figure of the year in Dachu more than ten years ago, and the people who used to be on the dragon list are now unable to compare to the remaining eleven scumbags? This makes Zhang Yunji really a little unbearable.

"I know, do I still want to look at the store here?" may be the reason why Ma Feifei robbed a huge amount of money, Yu Qingyang was a little short-tempered.

"Then how should this be! Could it be that my comprehension is too low?" Zhang Yunji was a little discouraged, he had been cultivating to stay in the Spirit King realm for several years, as a young man who was determined to become a transcendent saint and had a dream, this threshold had been stuck for several years and made him a little anxious.

"The accumulation now is all about paving the way for the future. ”

"Does the Sage mean that I am in a dormant period now, and as long as the dormant period is over, I will usher in a better tomorrow?" asked Zhang Yunji in surprise. Who is Yu Qingyang! Spirit Saint powerhouse, she must be able to see her own qualifications and understanding.

When Yu Qingyang heard Zhang Yunji's words, he subconsciously felt that this sentence was a little familiar, and after thinking about it, he looked up at Ma Feifei who was copying, pouted, and said, "Maybe tomorrow, you will be even more desperate." ”

“......”

How did Yu Qingyang hit Zhang Yunji Ma Feifei was not interested in knowing, at this time he was silent in the world of copying books, and I don't know if it was because of the abundance of spiritual crystals or what, Ma Feifei felt exceptionally smooth when he copied this "Thousand Golden Fangs", and the whole person seemed to have entered an ethereal state.

To put it simply, it is a fugue outside the world~

The aura in his body also began to stir on its own, converging from Ma Feifei's body to his right hand, and finally into the pen.

A steady stream of aura poured out from Ma Feifei's body, but Ma Feifei did not feel the slightest exhaustion, but the whole person became lighter, and his whole body was fluttering, as if he wanted to go to heaven.

Of course, the spirit crystals in the space bag are also constantly decreasing.

It wasn't until the bookstore closed in the evening that Ma Feifei stopped copying "A Thousand Golden Fangs", checked it, and found that the spirit crystal had been consumed by one-fifth, and "A Thousand Golden Prescriptions" happened to have copied one-fifth.

"It's still very fast!" Ma Feifei was a little satisfied, he only spent an afternoon copying so much, if he added the morning time, he only needed to spend two days to copy this "Thousand Golden Fang", and then his bookstore would have the first yellow quality book.

Thinking of this, Ma Feifei suddenly felt beautiful in his heart, and after sending the guests in the bookstore away, he closed the door and ran into the backyard kitchen, he was ready to cook himself and make some delicious treats for himself.

'Bang~'

Yu Qingyang locked herself in the room.

Ma Feifei in the kitchen couldn't help but shake his head when he heard such a loud closing sound, and sighed: "It's okay if people love money, why do you love money so much?"