The first spiritual weapon from the book, the eighth-order spirit sword, the Ziying Sword, is hidden in this book!

Everyone's eyes were full of amazement and envy when they looked at Liuying.

"The Zhang family is really going to take off this time!" some cultivators couldn't help but sigh.

In the front, Zhang Yunji won the holy beast, and then there was Zhang Liuying to take the divine weapon.

The descendants of the Zhang family, one after another, envy others.

"Shopkeeper, quick estimate. Zhang Yunji was also red at the moment, ran to Ma Feifei's side, and said excitedly.

"Cough~" Ma Feifei coughed, walked to the long table with a shelf under the attention of everyone, and looked at the aperture in the middle.

"The eighth-order spirit sword isn't expensive!" Seeing the price of the Ziying Sword, Ma Feifei shook his head, slightly disappointed.

Changkong and Liuying were happy when they heard this, but Zhang Yunji didn't react, in his opinion, his master and sister were rich and didn't care.

"Shopkeeper, how many spirit crystals do you want?" Zhang Yunji asked.

"It's not much, it's only two thousand. Ma Feifei shook his head, this deal sat down, he could only get one-tenth, too little, a bit of a loss.

"So cheap?" exclaimed.

Ma Feifei paused for a moment, reacted, and said embarrassedly: "The back is in 10,000 units." ”

"20 million spirit crystals!"

"It's okay, it's worth the price. Everyone nodded, thinking that the price was okay.

After all, if an eighth-order spirit sword is put up for auction house, it will have to be at least more than 30 million spirit crystals, and if someone fights for it, 40 million is also possible.

"Master!" Suddenly, there was a shout from Liuxue in the store, and everyone looked over and found that Changkong had fainted at some point, and blood was flowing out of his ears, nose, eyes, and mouth.

Seven Tricks Bleed!

Look at the breath, it is already dying, not far from death.

"What's going on?"

Although Changkong was suppressed by the power in the bookstore before, but in the state after that, except for his face was a little pale, there was no other abnormality, and this sudden bleeding and fainting was really a bit unexpected for everyone.

", you won't die in my shop, right?" Ma Feifei was startled, and hurriedly shouted at the door: "Is there a doctor, come and see." ”

"Shopkeeper, I'm..."

"Shopkeeper, I'm..."

There were people shouting inside and outside the house.

"Someone who thinks he has good medical skills and is sure to save life. Ma Feifei said.

"Old man can try. An old man with white hair stepped forward.

Dressed in a gray linen robe, with a weathered complexion, long hair tied behind with a simple straw, and a pair of straw sandals on his feet, the whole person is extremely simple.

"Okay, that's the old man, come and see. Ma Feifei nodded and said.

The old man got permission, smiled slightly, approached the bookstore, came to Changkong and squatted down, stretched out his hand and put Changkong's wrist on his knee. Hold it directly with the other hand.

Immediately after that, a little fluorescence appeared from the old man's hand and slowly entered Changkong's body.

"Huh?" Ma Feifei, who was standing behind, felt a little strange, he was not allowed to use spiritual power in this bookstore, but anyone who wanted to urge spiritual power would be suppressed by the system, which was similar to the nature of the sky just now, this was all to protect Ma Feifei's safety in the bookstore, as long as he was in the bookstore, it was Ma Feifei's absolute domain.

But the old man in front of him was able to release fluorescence in the bookstore!

"It doesn't seem to be spiritual power. Ma Feifei felt the fluorescence in the old man's hand, and it seemed that the fluorescence gave people a particularly comfortable feeling, a gentle, natural atmosphere.

"Is it another kind of willingness?" Ma Feifei was a little puzzled.

However, even if it is a wish power, it is essentially the same as spiritual power, and it cannot be used in a bookstore.

"Ahem" At this time, Changkong, who fainted, coughed up a mouthful of blood and gradually woke up.

"Master......"

"Master......"

Zhang Yunji and Zhang Liuying squatted next to Changkong on the left and right, with anxious expressions on their faces.

"Fortunately, I was not dishonored. The old man put down his empty hand and smiled slightly.

"Thank you to the old man, dare to ask the old man's name. Zhang Yunji thanked him gratefully, and Zhang Liuying also stood up and saluted the old man to show his gratitude.

The old man turned sideways slightly to avoid Zhang Liuying's big salute, and said with a smile: "The effort of raising your hands is not enough to worry about your teeth, and the woodcutter in the mountains and fields is also nameless and surnameless, so the two of you don't have to be like this; ”

"Asking for something?" everyone looked at each other.

Zhang Yunji seemed to think of something, and his face suddenly changed.

Zhang Liuying couldn't see her expression clearly while wearing a hat, and the cultivators around her seemed to think of something at this time, and they were talking about it.

"Shouldn't you be asking for that eighth-order spirit sword?"

"That's really hard to say. "Someone isn't sure.

"Isn't that Miss Liuying in a dilemma? If you give it, the eighth-order spirit sword in your hand is gone, and if you don't give it, I'm afraid you'll have an ungrateful reputation. ”

The old man saved Changkong, that is, Changkong's life-saving benefactor, and Zhang Liuying's brother and sister are both Changkong's apprentices, if the old man really wants the eighth-order spirit sword, the two really have to give it, because people stand on the highest point of morality, if you don't give it, you will completely sit on the title of ingratitude.

But if it was given, it would be too much of a pity to give away the eighth-order spirit sword that Miss Liuying had worked so hard to grab.

The old man seemed to see what everyone was thinking, smiled indifferently, and said: "The two of you don't have to worry too much, the old man has no intention of the eighth-order spirit sword, and the people the old man is asking for are not the two, but the shopkeeper." ”

"Shopkeeper?" everyone didn't understand, what did this matter have to do with the shopkeeper?

Even Ma Feifei was a little confused, but even if he couldn't figure it out, Ma Feifei's reaction was very clever: "Old man, let me tell you, you saved him, not me, it has nothing to do with me, I don't have money, I don't want to... Phew, I don't have much to help you with, so I'd better forget it?"

What are you kidding, it doesn't exist.

The old man shook his head and said, "Don't worry, the old man doesn't want money, all the old man asks for is to go into the bookstore and read a book." ”

"Read a book, read a book and buy a ticket!" Ma Feifei said in a daze.

When the old man heard this, he was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "I bought it, but it was the number ...... five years later."

“......”

Ma Feifei nodded, a little understood what the old man meant, he wanted to enter the bookstore early to read books, but he couldn't afford to buy the exclusive number for the latest date, so he took the opportunity to save people and let himself give him a place to read books.

Damn, it's not about money after all!

But this matter is really not a matter for Ma Feifei, the rules of the bookstore are only one spirit crystal per person per hour, which is far from the tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands outside. Even if the old man went outside to buy hundreds of thousands of exclusive numbers, he Ma Feifei would not be able to earn a penny.

"What book do you want to read?" Ma Feifei asked.

"I heard that there is a yellow quality book called the Magic Bookstore, which cured the 'Nine Colds' terminal illness of the daughter of the Wuji Spirit Emperor, and this is the book that the old man wants to read. The old man replied with the same smile as ever.

"Okay, you can come tomorrow, remember to bring enough eight spirit crystals. Ma Feifei nodded in agreement.

"Thank you to the owner. The old man thanked him.

"Thank you to the owner. This is a thank you from Zhang Yunji, because it was Ma Feifei who returned the old man's kindness.

Ma Feifei shook his head, pointed to the sky that had just opened his eyes, and said, "Let's take a look at your master first." ”