book supplier

Chapter 701
"Ma Feifei, what exactly do you want?" In the No. [-] private room, Zhang Ke was placed in a corner of the sofa, his body was covered with coagulated blood, and the expression on his face was extremely painful. Obviously, the pressure just now brought him extreme pain. big damage.

The middle-aged man stood beside him with a gloomy face and didn't speak, just pretending to be nonchalant and looking at the scene in the private room.

Ma Feifei sat on the sofa and poured two cups of Enlightenment tea. The taste of this thing was really not good. If he hadn't paid for the private room fee, he wouldn't be able to drink it.

"Come on, Qingyang, you drink." Ma Feifei poured Hao Wudao tea, handed a cup to Qingyang who was sitting opposite, then turned to look at Zhang Ke, and said with a smile: "I should be the one who asked you this question." Right? Tell me, what do you guys want to do here.”

The appearance of Zhang Ke this time made Ma Feifei vigilant. He felt that if he did not take any action, more and more book writers from outside might appear in the future.

Although it seems that the strength of these book writers is not very good, after all, they all come from that outer world, and they don't know what kind of world it is.

If one day they send a large army to attack the Canglong Continent, wouldn't it be dangerous?

Now that I have managed to catch two book writers, I definitely need to get to know them better.

"We just want to fight with you, there is no other meaning." Zhang Ke opened his mouth and raised his hands, saying indignantly: "Then this is the way of hospitality of your magical bookstore."

"I have to believe what you say!" Ma Feifei drank a cup of tea, played with the cup in his hand, glanced at the middle-aged man standing beside him with his hands behind his back, and said, "Tell me about the world you live in." .”

Book writer is a profession that Ma Feifei finds particularly strange, and Ma Feifei is naturally very curious about the world they live in.

"Heh!" Zhang Ke sneered when he heard this.

"Hey! Are you not clear about the situation? Are you going to start pretending?" Ma Feifei rolled up his sleeves and was about to slap Zhang Keliang to let him understand his current status.

"Don't, don't, don't..." Zhang Ke stepped back quickly, with a look of fear on his face. Although he knew that it was impossible for Ma Feifei to kill him now, it would be embarrassing to beat him up in front of so many people. What should be the face of a librarian?

"Do you want to talk?" Ma Feifei asked with a frown. He is a person with no heart. If Zhang Ke continues to quarrel with him, Ma Feifei will not continue to talk nonsense and solve the problem directly by force.

Zhang Ke glanced at the middle-aged man, and found that he was still standing there with no expression on his face, as if he didn't care what Ma Feifei said at all.

Zhang Ke hesitated for a moment and said, "You are also a book writer, so it's okay to tell you logically, but now you have no way to break through this world, so even if you know it, it doesn't make any sense."

"Those are not important." Ma Feifei interrupted Zhang Ke. Right now, the laws of the Canglong Continent will be completed by him, and the completed laws of the Canglong Continent will no longer be incomplete. Everyone in the mainland can become a fairy, let alone him. To be able to leave the Canglong Continent, even other people on the Canglong Continent can do so.

Seeing that Ma Feifei insisted on knowing these things, Zhang Ke didn't bother to hide his clumsiness at the moment. Anyway, these are not secrets, so it doesn't matter to tell Ma Feifei.

"We come from the Doushu Continent. It is a world where book writers are respected. In that world, there are many people like us who can write books of various qualities." After finishing speaking, Zhang Ke watched Glancing at Ma Feifei, he added: "You are the only book writer I have ever seen who does not exist in the Doushu Continent, and the quality of the books you publish is far higher than most of the book writers in the Doushu Continent."

Ma Feifei didn't care about Zhang Ke's last words, his attention was completely attracted by the first few words: "Doushu Continent? Is it different from Canglong Continent? Or do people there only write books?"

"Actually, there is no difference. On the Doushu Continent, like the Canglong Continent, they all practice by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and converging on their own body. However, on the Doushu Continent, practitioners who are in the realm of first-rank immortals belong to the lowest level of practitioners. , just like the spiritual practitioners on the Canglong Continent." Zhang Ke took a peek at Ma Feifei out of the corner of his eye, as if he felt strange that Ma Feifei was a calligrapher who didn't understand these things.

As for the middle-aged man next to Zhang Ke, he still looks the same, but his ears have been quietly pricked up, listening carefully to their conversation

"The realm of the immortal is actually the lowest level of cultivation?" Ma Feifei was a little surprised when he heard that. You must know that on the Canglong Continent, there has only been one cultivator like Cang Lan who has stepped into the realm of the immortal so far. This has already shocked the world. Look up, envy.

As a result, in the Doushu Continent, a great figure like Cang Lan who is in the realm of immortals can only hang out at the bottom of the continent, and is the lowest level of practitioners!
This is too exaggerated, right?
"Although the Immortal Realm belongs to the top practitioners in the Canglong Continent, they are indeed ants in the Doushu Continent. There are thousands or even tens of thousands of practitioners in the Immortal Realm under the command of any book master." Zhang Ke Speaking of the proud look on this face, if it weren't for the solidified blood on his face, he would really be pretending to be B in it.

"Are you so powerful in the Doushu Continent? The lowest level of cultivation for a person at birth is to start from the realm of the immortal?" At this moment, Yu Qingyang couldn't help asking curiously. Her current realm has not yet reached the realm of the immortal. It turned out that the fairyland in other places was the lowest level, which of course made her very curious.

"No." Zhang Ke shook his head, glanced at the Enlightenment tea on the table, he was a little thirsty after talking so much.

Seeing this, Ma Feifei motioned Zhang Yunji, who was already dumbfounded, to pour him a glass.

Zhang Yunji quickly came back to his senses, and poured Zhang Ke a cup of Enlightenment tea with a face full of shock. His hands were trembling as he was pouring the tea. It was obviously Zhang Ke's words that shocked him a lot. .

Zhang Ke put the teacup back after drinking the Dao Enlightenment tea, and then said slowly, "Actually, most people in Doushu Continent come from various worlds, or planes."

"For example, in your Canglong Continent, when I took over the Canglong Continent more than 3 years ago, the previous controller of the Canglong Continent took away all the practitioners who were above the realm of immortals on the Canglong Continent, and also destroyed all the practitioners in the Canglong Continent. The law makes it impossible for practitioners on the Canglong Continent to break through to the realm of immortals."

"You mean to say that in the Canglong Continent, the era known as the ancient era where immortals walked everywhere was lost by you?" Ma Feifei's eyes were full of shock.According to what Zhang Ke said, the practitioners who have not appeared in the realm of immortals in Canglong Continent for more than 3 years are all caused by them, a group of outsiders.

Zhang Ke nodded, and replied: "In fact, every book writer who takes over the world of Canglong Continent will take away practitioners who are above the realm of immortals in this world. This has become a common practice."

"Why do you do this?" Ma Feifei asked suspiciously.

"Because every book writer needs a large number of book slaves and book boys to serve them."

(End of this chapter)