The next day, the Wonder Bookstore opened.

Early in the morning, as soon as Ma Feifei opened the door, Zhou Guanyu rushed in.

"Shopkeeper, I want to watch "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". Zhou Guanyu handed the spirit crystal to Wan Nian's cold-faced Yu Qingyang, and said excitedly.

Yang Chengzhi's counterattack brought him a lot of impact, on the way back from the imperial capital, he thought about this "Legend of the Condor Heroes", and in the early morning the bookstore was eating buns at the bread shop and waiting for the bookstore to open.

"Didn't your sister come today?" Ma Feifei was obviously more interested in Zhou Zhuya.

He is preparing to transcribe the book "A Thousand Golden Prescriptions" today, which is a medical book, and Ma Feifei guesses that the benefit readers get from this book should be healing power.

For example, Zhou Zhuya's illness can be cured if it is not done well.

So Ma Feifei also planned to transcribe "A Thousand Golden Fang" today and let Zhou Zhuya try the effect, but they didn't come today.

Not to mention, I'm used to Zhou Zhuya sticking to herself every day, and I suddenly can't see him today, Ma Feifei really misses it a little.

Zhou Guanyu sat down with "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and while opening the book, he replied: "I heard that there is a living Buddha in the distant city, it is said that he not only has the ability to purify all sentient beings, but also has the ability to heal the dead and the flesh and bones; ”

"Oh, is that living Buddha more powerful than the Holy Peony?" Ma Feifei was a little surprised when he heard this. You must know that Zhou Zhuya's illness has long been determined to be incurable by the medical holy peony, and in this world, in terms of curing the disease, the words of the medical holy peony have almost become an authority. If you say that you are incurable, you are incurable, and no one can do it.

Zhou Guanyu shook his head and said without looking back: "I don't know, but it is said that the living Buddha is from the Leiyin Temple in the West, maybe there is some secret method; ”

After Ma Feifei listened, he saw that Zhou Guanyu was dedicated to understanding "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and he was not good at asking anything, but he was still a little curious.

The so-called living Buddha is a monk, and there are also in this world of practice.

It's just that according to rumors, there are actually very few monks, after all, this world is a world of cultivation, and immortals are their beliefs.

Therefore, it is rare to meet monks on the Canglong Continent, and people only know that in the extreme west, there is the base camp of these monks.

But it is precisely because of this that these monks seem a little mysterious in the eyes of everyone, because they have never been in contact with the world, hiding in the far west, and sometimes they have not been mentioned for thousands of years.

The reason why Ma Feifei had heard of the monks of this world was mainly because he had heard those adventurers tell a three-thousand-year-old strange story in the tavern.

It is said that two thousand years ago, Qin Taizu, the founding emperor of Qin, once invited a living Buddha of Leiyin Temple into the Qin Palace, the specific reason is not known, only that this living Buddha was later named a national teacher by Qin Taizu;

But within a few years, Qin Taizu died, and the living Buddha was gone.

The most widely circulated theory is that the Living Buddha killed Qin Taizu, but this theory is untenable, because Qin Taizu's cultivation at that time had already transcended the sainthood and reached the fifth stage of spiritual saint cultivation, and there was not a single one in the entire Canglong Continent who could kill him without knowing it.

Later, Qin Shi Huang did not mention this, and the official news only said that Qin Taizu's longevity was over.

Although Qin Taizu was more than 3,000 years old at that time, it was indeed possible that he died of natural causes, but most people objected to this statement.

This strange story has been passed down to this day, and every time it talks about the Qin State, it will also be talked about by adventurers.

"I don't know how the monks in this world are different. Ma Feifei touched his chin and thought about it.

Shaking his head and waving away his distracting thoughts, Ma Feifei picked up a pen and paper and began to transcribe "A Thousand Golden Fangs".

The medical book "Qianjin Fang" was compiled by Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, with a total of 30 volumes, which is a comprehensive clinical medical work and is known as the earliest clinical encyclopedia in China.

Of course, it is impossible to read this kind of book. All he knew was that the book was famous, famous. In my previous life, I also had some friends who studied medicine, and they would prepare a copy of "A Thousand Golden Prescriptions" at home.

"Hey, it doesn't feel right. Before he could write a few words, Ma Feifei felt abnormal, stopped, stared at the paper, and was a little puzzled.

"Why is the handwriting so light?"

The words written on it were so faint that they were about to disappear.

"Is there no ink?" Ma Feifei looked at the ballpoint pen in his hand, raised it to a high place, and stared.

"Huh. Suddenly, Ma Feifei suddenly noticed a line of small words on the ballpoint pen.

"To transcribe books of yellow quality or above, you need to infuse spirit crystals!"

"Sure enough, there are higher-quality books on top of the blue quality. Ma Feifei looked like he had known it for a long time. After the bookstore published blue quality and white quality books, Ma Feifei speculated that the books would be of high and low quality, and now the system he copied the "Thousand Gold Prescriptions" is yellow quality, which proves that his previous guess is not wrong.

What is certain is that since this "Thousand Gold Prescriptions" has reached the yellow quality, then its inherent hidden benefits will definitely be higher in quality than the blue quality books.

To put it simply, readers can get more out of yellow quality books than they do in blue quality books.

"But what does this infusion spirit crystal mean?" Ma Feifei glanced at the ballpoint pen in his hand, and suddenly thought of a possibility: 'Spirit crystal is ink?'

Thinking of this, Ma Feifei took out his private bag.

Yu Qingyang, who was not far away, looked straight over.

"Mine. "Ma Feifei said.

Yu Qingyang was silent and continued to star.

"Mine!" Ma Feifei raised his voice.

Yu Qingyang pursed her lips, withdrew her gaze, and continued to hold her sword in a daze.

Ma Feifei retracted his gaze, opened the bag, took out a spirit crystal, and put it together with the pen.

I saw that the spirit crystal began to emit a little white light, and it rushed into the ballpoint pen.

In the blink of an eye, a spirit crystal vanished.

"That's gone?" Ma Feifei was taking out a spirit crystal.

Just like last time, the spirit crystal turned into white light and flew into the ballpoint pen in the blink of an eye.

And so on and so forth, until the spirit crystals in Ma Feifei's bag disappeared.

Ma Feifei picked up the pen and wrote the three big characters of 'Qianjinfang' on the paper.

The handwriting is clear, and there is a faint fluctuation of spiritual power on it, this 'spirit crystal is ink' is true!

"Okay, this is a different pen? Why do you still need to use ink? And Nima uses spirit crystals, and the bookstore only earns a few spirit crystals a day, is it enough to write a million-word book?"

"Do I have to live, do I want to pay my employees?"

Ma Feifei has always thought that the profit obtained from reading books in the bookstore should belong to his own personal income, and the purpose of the system is only to allow him to copy books so as to complete the task; and the system does not look down on vulgar things like Lingjing.

As a result, it's good now, and you have to use spirit crystals as ink to copy a book. In other words, every word in the next "Thousand Golden Fang" is written with spirit crystals!

How many spirit crystals will cost to write a million-word "Thousand Gold Prescriptions"? That's really only God knows.

"Alas!" Ma Feifei sighed, picked up his pen and began to transcribe the gold square.

Only this time, instead of opening and closing the pen as he had copied the books before, and splashing ink at the slightest disagreement, he was careful, and his handwriting was as small and upright as if he had copied it.

It would be a little bit to be able to save a little!