"Master." Jiang Feng called out.
Fu Qingshan opened his eyes, nodded, and said, "I've prepared what you asked for."
As he spoke, Fu Qingshan pointed at a ring on the table beside him.
It turned out that before Jiang Feng left, he had kept Fu Qingshan's soul essence in the residence, intending for Fu Qingshan to copy out all his accumulated collections and thereby enrich the archives of the direct disciple's residence.
Jiang Feng knew that although Fu Qingshan's cultivation was only at the eighth level of the Void Realm, his accumulated knowledge was exceedingly extensive.
Fu Qingshan had lived for an exceptionally long time, and the collections in his possession could be considered precious.
That was why Jiang Feng wanted to obtain Fu Qingshan's collections.
Previously, because Fu Qingshan's soul essence had been damaged and his memories were incomplete, he had been unable to copy them out. Now that Fu Qingshan's soul essence had recovered, he could naturally copy out everything he had mastered with ease.
Jiang Feng picked up the ring and casually took out a tome from within.
After glancing at it, Jiang Feng frowned and immediately switched to another.
"What is it?" Fu Qingshan noticed Jiang Feng's expression. Seeing him open one tome after another, setting each aside without even examining it closely, he asked with some displeasure.
After all, these were all the fruits of his life's work.
Jiang Feng said, "Master, are these truly the collections you kept in the past?"
Fu Qingshan said irritably, "Could they possibly be fake?"
Jiang Feng thought for a moment, then continued, "Master, many of these collections are exactly the same as those in the Scripture Repository of the Blackstone Mountain Range."
"Have you ever passed these collections on to anyone else?"
The moment he said that, Fu