book supplier

Chapter 52 Selling Books
"Yu Qingyang, someone is causing trouble."

'Swipe~'

Finally, after Yan Qingyang released the holy aura, the outside was instantly quiet.

"My God, Holy Spirit!"

The melon-eaters outside were even more shocked now, this is the top existence in the Canglong Continent, and it actually appeared in such a small bookstore.

"This small bookstore has a holy spirit in charge!" The melon-eating crowd felt a little terrified when they felt the powerful aura emanating from Yan Qingyang.

In the Canglong Continent, there are really only a handful of people who can break through to the level of spiritual sages; in the five major kingdoms of Canglong, there are only five spiritual sages in total.They are Chu, Qin, Yan, Zhao, Qi, and the Five Sages, as well as the Seven Sages of the Boundless and the Medicine Sage Shaoyao.

Of course, this is only on the surface. In fact, there are many unknown saints, but they are not as famous as the above-mentioned saints.

But even so, on the Canglong Continent with billions of people, the Holy Spirit is no different from a rare species.

As a result, I met a spiritual saint right now, but he was sitting in such a bookstore, which was really unexpected.

The scene was under control, and Ma Feifei was very satisfied. He glanced at the happiest practitioner he called just now, and joked, "I heard that you are going to flatten my bookstore?"

"No~ I didn't say it." The cultivator was so frightened that his mouth was slurred. He waved his hands and replied tremblingly. In this cold weather, there were still a few drops of sweat on his face.

"Don't be afraid! Isn't your father a Spiritual Venerable! Come on, call him over and let him flatten my bookstore." After finally pretending to be coercive, how could Ma Feifei let it go, and his words were also full of domineering.

Yu Qingyang tugged on Ma Feifei's sleeve.

Without looking back, Ma Feifei knocked off Yan Qingyang's hand and said, "Don't tease me"

Yu Qingyang talks again.

Impatient, Ma Feifei looked back at Yu Qingyang and asked, "What are you doing?"

"The injury hasn't healed yet, it can only last for 3 minutes."

"..."

"Hey, let's talk about everyone's reading," Ma Feifei said with embarrassment.

Inside the bookstore.

A group of people stared at Zhou Guanyu, who had broken through, and were extremely shocked.

"It turns out that reading can really increase one's cultivation!" A practitioner who was reading a book exclaimed.

If they were half-believing in Yang Chengzhi's words before, then what they saw with their own eyes this time has completely convinced them that reading books can really improve their cultivation.

"It's not wrong. I also felt the spiritual power in my body fluctuate when I read the book just now." Another practitioner stroked the book in his hand with a look of joy.He has stayed in the realm of Lingzong for many years, and this time he finally saw the hope of breaking through.

"There seems to be a magical power in the book that can communicate the aura of heaven and earth." Another practitioner with a relatively advanced cultivation base said.

"It seems to have the effect of purifying spiritual power." This is what a practitioner with relatively turbid spiritual power said, because the spiritual power in his body is too turbid, so the feeling is particularly obvious.

Zhang Yunji in the corner was confused, looked at this, looked at that, and looked at the book in his hand, muttering to himself: "Why don't I feel anything?"

From the moment Zhou Guanyu broke through, he, like everyone else, believed in the saying that reading can increase one's cultivation; it's just that he read "I Want to Become a Immortal" for a few hours, in addition to feeling very comfortable Other than that, nothing else was unusual.

"I haven't felt anything strange either." Several people at the table with Zhang Yunji also said one after another.

Zhang Yunji looked at the books in the hands of several people. Except for the different names, everyone's books were the same in thickness and color.

"There's nothing wrong with it!" Zhang Yunji was puzzled.

……

Outside the bookstore, practitioners all over the street were still blocking the door, no matter what Ma Feifei said, he refused to leave.

"Can't everyone come tomorrow?" Ma Feifei pouted his dry mouth and said with a sigh.

Sometimes, there are too many people, which is also an annoyance.

"I can't get in now, and I will be even more desperate tomorrow. The whole Watanabe Town will be crushed by then." A practitioner shouted.They are the first group of practitioners who rushed over from the imperial capital, and there are still a steady stream of practitioners on the way. There will only be more and more people. If you can't see it today, it will be even more difficult in the future.

He was really right. The name of Miracle Bookstore has already resounded throughout the entire imperial capital, and it is spreading outward at a rapid speed. In a few days, the entire Chu Kingdom may know about it.

In other words, even if only one out of a hundred people came to Watanabe Town to find the Magical Bookstore, that would be an astronomical figure.With the size of Watanabe Town, it is really hard to say that it can hold these practitioners.

Watanabe Town can't even fit it, let alone such a small shop of only [-] square meters.

Ma Feifei touched his chin and thought for a while, and felt that what he said was right!

But it's not the same.

"Huh!" Suddenly, Ma Feifei thought of a way.

"Yu Qingyang, go and get out the [-] copies of "Huan Zhu Ge Ge" from the warehouse." Ma Feifei said to Yan Qingyang.

"Why don't you go?" Yu Qingyang asked.

"Then you lend me your interspatial ring, and I'll go." Ma Feifei rolled his eyes.There is only a space bag on his body, the space inside is pitifully small, and it can't hold ten thousand copies of "Huan Zhu Ge Ge".

Yu Qingyang was honest, obediently went to the warehouse to get books.There are too many treasures in her interspatial ring, and she is 1 worried about lending it to Ma Feifei.

When Yan Qingyang brought all the books, Ma Feifei first asked her to take out some books and put them at the door, picked up one at random, and shouted at everyone: "It's impossible for everyone to go in and read books today, but it's okay. Thank you for your support to Miracle Bookstore, this store will make an exception and take out one of the books to give back to everyone by selling it."

The rules of the Miracle Bookstore have been spread like "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" for a long time. Everyone knows that the books in this bookstore are only for reading and not for sale, and they are not allowed to be taken away. When Ma Feifei said that he was going to sell books, the crowd immediately became agitated.

"Excuse me, is the book that the shopkeeper sells the "Legend of the Condor Heroes"?" a practitioner shouted.

There was no way, they only knew the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"; they knew that Yang Chengzhi's cultivation had greatly improved after reading this book, and then he realized the martial arts and martial arts.

Ma Feifei shook his head, raised the book in his hand, and said, "It's another book in our store, "Huan Zhu Ge Ge", but don't worry, this book is the same as "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". No distinction is made."

Ma Feifei really didn't lie, "Huan Zhu Ge Ge" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" are both very famous books in the previous life, and they are both super big IPs. Basically, everyone knows everyone. fault.

What Ma Feifei said not only excited the practitioners standing outside, but also the practitioners in the bookstore were eager to buy a book.

After all, there is a time limit for reading books in the bookstore. If you don't finish reading within one day's business hours, it will be a little difficult to come in and read the next day.

That steady stream of armies is no joke.

"How much is the price?" someone asked.

"Each book contains ten spirit crystals, and it is yours." Ma Feifei smiled mysteriously.

"Give me a copy."

"I want three copies."

"I'll buy ten copies."

"One hundred copies!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)