Ye Qingfeng and Canhun asked and answered each other, as if they had found a close friend.
"Want these books?" Remand Soul asked proactively.
Ye Qingfeng said: "Of course I want it."
Remnant Soul said: "Is there a spatial magic weapon large enough to hold these books?"
Ye Qingfeng said: "Of course there is."
As soon as she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand towards Duan De.
"Haha, I happen to have it here, in all sizes, that's enough!" Duan De smiled happily, took out a set from his sleeve robe and took out a storage bag that was obviously a few sizes too big.
Ye Qingfeng took the large storage bag in his hand and handed it out the Emperor Cauldron Barrier.
The residual soul first dug into the storage bag, and then said like a drunken man, "Come on! Come on! Come on!"
Following his words, the books in the entire tomb lined up like snowflakes and flew in in an orderly manner.
The scene was so spectacular.
So many books and so many crystallizations of wisdom are flying in the air, as if they have become a sea of books.
Originally, it was not so troublesome to put the books into the storage bag.
But Remnant Soul uses its precious residual soul power to do exactly this.
This is probably the ultimate romance in the eyes of readers.
"Will you die if you have too much fun?" The Mouse King said nothing and only transmitted his voice.
Liu Jing said: "With a master's soul-nurturing array, it's not so easy to die."
And there happened to be a soul-nurturing array in the white jade bottle, which was the one specially carved for Duan De.
Books were put into storage bags one after another, and the entire tomb was basically emptied.
The remnant soul became a little weaker.
But those exquisite bookshelves are still there. It’s not that Canhun doesn’t want to move them, but that he can’t move them anymore.
Those three books, the highly enshrined Autobiography of the Demon King, are still there.
Ye Qingfeng asked for another storage bag from Duan De and put the bookshelves in it.
The bookshelf is exquisite, and it is also an antique. It is also a source of wealth to send it to the auction house.
Ye Qingfeng threw the storage bag containing the bookshelf in the corner and asked, "How do I get the Autobiography of the Demon King?"
Remnant Soul said: "If you can, please allow me to destroy those three autobiographies. They are just bits and pieces, not worth mentioning."
Ye Qingfeng raised his eyes. Even though they were so-called trivial matters, they should also include the major events in the life of the Eight Demon Kings.
Moreover, it is a miscellany written nearly ten thousand years ago, involving not only the eight demon kings, but also other people and things.
If compared and verified with the historical data of the time, it would be equivalent to a living history of the world of cultivation that spans nearly ten thousand years.
Duan De was very reluctant to give up and said: "I am a professional tomb robber, and I am diligent and studious. I need that. If the senior agrees, I can guarantee that the contents of the book will never be leaked."
Canhun said: "It doesn't matter whether it's leaked or not, but reading those three autobiographies makes me feel headache and disgusted."
Duan De said: "That's not easy. I promise not to let these three books appear in front of my seniors. Moreover, my seniors can also take advantage of the remaining energy to turn all their complaints into words and criticize the eight demon kings. "Fan."
Tu Tian gave Duan De a thumbs up: "Duan De, your virtue is really good. You must be the best person."
Remnant Soul said: "Hey, this is a good idea. I say, write it so that future generations will know about the real turtle-hair demon king, so that you will not be deceived by some autobiography or some unofficial rumors."
Ye Qingfeng said: "Okay, that's it."
The remnant soul entered the exquisite barrier again, rolled up three thick autobiographies, and appeared in the void.
It consumes too much soul power, the three autobiographies are thick and heavy, and the residual soul is a bit difficult to write.
Ye Qingfeng said: "Duan De, please give me an ownerless magic weapon. Let's first give the white jade bottle to Senior Remnant Soul for recuperation."
"This is natural." Duan De agreed.
After all, the remnant souls have just joined them, so they still have to take necessary precautions, and they can't just listen to one side of the story.
Besides, the Yin energy of the remnant soul was too strong, so he could resist it to some extent, but the Willow Spirit, Mouse King and the others couldn't.
Duan De dug into his sleeve robe and took out a jade hut the size of a palm.
The jade hut has no owner.
After all, Duan De has too many treasures, and he cannot all be branded with divine consciousness.
Ye Qingfeng stamped the jade hut with spiritual consciousness and injected some spiritual power into it.
"boom!"
The palm-sized jade hut immediately skyrocketed, becoming a three-story building with an exquisite pavilion in the courtyard.
Ye Qingfeng said: "It's not necessary to enjoy it so much, just a room is enough."
Duan De said: "It is feasible for one person to live in one room, to send messages when something happens, and to enjoy it properly."
"Ho~"
The dragon soul was tumbling in the imperial cauldron, roaring with a hint of warning.
Everyone was a little shocked.
Duan De also has some regrets.
Ye Qingfeng added: "Dragon Soul has a strong sense of territory. It's okay for one person to have a room, but don't open the window to look at it. It's also disrespectful to look directly at a strong person."
Liu Jing trembled and said: "Master, I'd better stay in a room with someone else. I'm afraid of being separated from you and surrounded by dragon souls."
Duan De really regretted it and said: "I didn't think it through well. In this way, I will return the cabin to me and I will give you another space gourd. Everyone can stay together, there will be discussion and discussion, and there will be an atmosphere."
"What's the atmosphere?" Little Demon Vine asked in confusion.
Duan De said: "The atmosphere of tomb robbing."
As he spoke, Duan De took out another ownerless gourd.
Ye Qingfeng returned the jade house, put a brand on the gourd, and used his spiritual consciousness to explore inside.
The space inside was quite large, but it was pitch black and smelled of alcohol.
"It used to be a gourd to hold wine, but now it's used to hold people."
Ye Qingfeng smiled and used the dust purification technique to remove the alcohol smell inside. Then with a thought, he moved all the belongings in the white jade bottle into the gourd.
There are still several barriers inside the white jade bottle, and I don’t know what is trapped there.
Those things within the barrier are Ye Qingfeng's personal secrets, and Ye Qingfeng does not intend to let others know about them.
The rest of the people also have a sense of restraint and do not take the initiative to explore.
Ye Qingfeng first asked Duan De and others to take the initiative to enter the gourd.
The gourd has set up an isolation barrier and cannot see or hear anything going on outside.
Ye Qingfeng raised his hand and waved his sleeves to open the remaining barriers in the white jade bottle.
One of the barriers is that of the mortal Zhang San, who gave Ye Qingfeng a copy of the "Yuan Tian Shu".
Zhang San immersed himself in studying the "Yuantian Shu" to the point of obsession and didn't have much idea at all. Time passed by.
Ye Qingfeng said: "Zhang San, you are so similar to those skeletons outside."
However, a mortal's life is extremely short, and having an obsession is not necessarily a bad thing.
Zhang San raised his head, his face was sallow, his eyes were cloudy, and he was a little confused.
In fact, in his eyes, Ye Qingfeng was even blurry. He only recognized Ye Qingfeng himself by listening to the voice.
Ye Qingfeng raised his hand and sent a piece of spiritual grass into Zhang San's mouth to help him regain his eyesight. Then he wrapped Zhang San with a barrier and put it into the wine gourd.
After completely clearing the empty jade bottle, leaving only the soul-nurturing formation and the high-level trap formation, Ye Qingfeng ducked into the emperor's cauldron, offered sacrifices to the white jade bottle, exited the emperor's cauldron barrier, and actively invited the remaining souls to enter the white jade bottle's soul-nurturing formation.