Chapter 52: Selling Books
"Yu Qingyang, someone is making trouble. ”
'Brush~'
In the end, after Yu Qingyang released the spiritual holy aura, the outside was instantly quiet.
"Oh my God, Spirit Saint!"
Now the melon-eating crowd outside was even more shocked, this is the top existence in the Canglong Continent, and it actually appeared in such a small bookstore.
"This small bookstore actually has a Spirit Saint in charge!" The people who ate melons felt the powerful aura emanating from Yu Qingyang's body, and they were a little frightened.
In the Canglong Continent, there are really only a handful of people who can break through to the cultivation of the Spirit Saint, and in the five major countries of the Canglong Continent, there are only five Spirit Saints on the bright side. They are Chu, Qin, Yan, Zhao, Qi, and the Five Sages, and some are the Seven Sages, the Holy Peony.
Of course, this is only on the table, in fact, there are many unknown spirit saints, but they are not as famous as the above spirit saints.
But even so, in this Canglong Continent with hundreds of millions of people, the Spirit Saint is no different from a rare species.
As a result, now that I met a spiritual saint, I was sitting in such a bookstore, which was really unexpected.
The scene was controlled, Ma Feifei was very satisfied, glanced at the happiest cultivator just now, and quipped, "I heard that you are going to close my bookstore?"
"No~ I didn't say it. The cultivator was so frightened that his mouth was stiff, he waved his hands, and replied with a trembling voice, there were still a few drops of sweat on his face on this cold day.
"Don't be afraid! Your father isn't Lingzun! Come, come, call him over and let him close my bookstore. "It's hard to pretend to be forced once, how can Ma Feifei let it go, and he is also domineering when he speaks.
Yu Qingyang tugged at Ma Feifei's sleeve.
Ma Feifei didn't look back, knocked off Yu Qingyang's hand, and said, "Don't pull me"
Yu Qingyang pulled again.
Ma Feifei was impatient, looked back at Yu Qingyang, and asked, "What are you doing?" ”
"The injury is not healed yet, and it can only last for three minutes. ”
“......”
"Ahem, let's discuss the issue of everyone reading books," Ma Feifei tugged at his lips, looking embarrassed.
Inside the bookstore.
A group of people stared at the breakthrough Zhou Guan Fish, and their hearts were shocked.
"It turns out that reading books can really increase your cultivation!" said a cultivator reading a book on the side.
If they were still skeptical of Yang Chengzhi's words before, then what they saw with their own eyes this time has made them completely believe that reading books can really improve their cultivation.
"I can't be wrong, I also felt the spiritual power in my body fluctuating when I was reading the book just now. Another practitioner stroked the book in his hand with a look of delight. He had stayed in the Spirit Sect realm for many years, and this time he finally saw the hope of a breakthrough.
"There seems to be a magical power in the book that can communicate the aura of heaven and earth. Another cultivator with a more advanced cultivation level said.
"It seems that it also has the effect of purifying spiritual power. "This is said by a cultivator whose spiritual power in his body is relatively turbid, because the spiritual power in his body is too turbid, so he feels it very obviously.
Zhang Yunji in the corner was stunned, looked at this, looked at that, looked at the book in his hand again, and muttered to himself: "Why don't I feel anything at all?"
From the moment Zhou Guanyu broke through, he, like everyone else, believed in the saying that reading books can increase his cultivation, but he also read this book "I Want to Become an Immortal" for a few hours, except that he felt that his mood was very comfortable, there was nothing else unusual.
"I didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. Several people at the table with Zhang Yunji also said.
Zhang Yunji looked at the books in the hands of several people, and everyone's books were different except for the names, the thickness and color were the same.
"There's nothing wrong with it!" Zhang Yunji was puzzled.
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Outside the bookstore, the streets were full of cultivators still blocking the door, refusing to leave even if Ma Feifei said that the sky was broken.
"Can't you come tomorrow?" Ma Feifei sighed and said.
Sometimes, when there are too many people, it is also a trouble.
"I can't get in now, and tomorrow will be even more desperate, and then the entire town of Watanabe will be squeezed out. A practitioner shouted. They were the first batch of cultivators to come from the imperial capital, and there was an endless army of cultivators on the way, and there would only be more and more people, and if they couldn't see it today, it would be even more difficult in the future.
He really didn't say it wrong, the name of the magical bookstore has resounded throughout the entire imperial capital, and it is spreading outward at a rapid speed, and in a few days, I am afraid that the entire Chu country will know about it.
If you think that, even if only one of the hundred people came to Watanabe to find the magical bookstore, that would be an astronomical amount. With the size of Watanabe Town, it's really hard to say that it can fit these cultivators.
Watanabe Town can't even fit it, let alone such a small shop of only 20 square meters.
Ma Feifei touched his chin and thought about it, and felt that what he said was very right!
But it didn't happen.
"Huh!" Suddenly, Ma Feifei thought of a solution.
"Yu Qingyang, you go and take out the 10,000 copies of "Huanzhu Gege" in the warehouse. Ma Feifei said to Yu Qingyang.
"Why don't you go?" asked Yu Qingyang.
"Then you lend me your spatial ring, and I'll go. Ma Feifei rolled his eyes. There is a space bag on his body, and the space in it is pitiful, and it can't hold 10,000 copies of "Huanzhu Gege" at all.
Yu Qingyang was honest and obediently went to the warehouse to get the book. There are too many treasures in her space ring, and it is 10,000 not to lend Ma Feifei.
When Yu Qingyang brought all the books, Ma Feifei first asked her to take out some books and put them at the door, picked up one casually, and shouted at everyone: "It's impossible for everyone to go in and read books today, but it doesn't matter, in order to thank everyone for their support to the Magic Bookstore, the store made an exception and took out one of the books to give back to everyone by selling." ”
The rules of the magical bookstore have long been as crazy as "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", everyone knows that the books in this bookstore are only for reading and not selling, and they can't be taken out, and there are rules for reading books every day, so when I heard Ma Feifei say that he wanted to sell books, the crowd immediately became restless.
"May I ask if the book the shopkeeper sells is the book of The Legend of the Condor Heroes?" one of the cultivators shouted.
There is no way, they only know the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and they know that Yang Chengzhi has greatly improved his cultivation after reading this book, and then realized the martial arts.
Ma Feifei shook his head, raised the book in his hand, and said: "It's another book in our store, "Huanzhu Gege", but don't worry, this book is the same as "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", in a sense, they are not superior. ”
Ma Feifei really didn't lie, "Huanzhu Gege" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" are both very famous books in their previous lives, and they are both super big IPs, basically everyone knows about it, and there is nothing wrong with saying that it is superior or inferior.
Ma Feifei's remark not only made the cultivators standing outside excited, but the cultivators in the bookstore were also eager to buy a copy.
After all, there is a time limit for reading a book in a bookstore, and if you don't finish it during business hours one day, it will be difficult to come in and read it the next day.
That endless army is no joke.
"How much does it cost?" someone asked.
"Ten spirit crystals each, it's yours. Ma Feifei smiled mysteriously.
"Bring me a copy. ”
"I want three. ”
"I buy ten copies. ”
"One hundred!"
“......”