Ji Tianxing's body stood stiffly in front of the god's tomb, his expression extremely complicated.

After a long silence, he took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart.

In his mind, he called out with a divine thought: "Wake up, I have something important to ask you." ”

After a while, the voice of the burial sky sounded in his head.

"What?"

"You...... Have you ever heard of the White Dragon Divine Monarch?" Ji Tianxing asked in a strange tone.

Futian was silent for a while before he suddenly said, "Oh, you're talking about Xiaobai, right?"

"What Xiaobai?" Ji Tianxing was stunned for a moment, pointed to the huge tombstone, and said, "I saw a divine tomb in the divine ruins, which belonged to the White Dragon Divine Monarch."

The tombstone clearly says that the White Dragon Divine Monarch worships the Sword God as his master, and ascends to the upper realm with the Sword God, and also becomes the White Dragon Divine Monarch. ”

Hearing this, Fu Tian's tone was a little emotional, and he explained slowly: "White Dragon Divine Monarch, that's just his title, and few people call him that.

The Sword God and I, as well as those people at the beginning, all called him Xiaobai, or White Butler. ”

"White Butler?" Ji Tianxing frowned again and asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?" Could it be that he is the butler of the Sword God?"

"Of course. Futian said without hesitation: "Xiaobai is wrapped around the sword god with a dead face, and he has to follow the sword god, and those who are looking for death and life must be a servant to the sword god."

Later, this kid claimed to be the butler of the sword god, and the sword god didn't bother to explain, so he went with him. ”

"......" Ji Tianxing looked at the tombstone with a stunned expression, and he didn't dare to have those few lines of dark golden characters.

He really couldn't connect an extremely powerful god monarch with a dead-faced brat.

There was silence for a moment before he asked with his divine thoughts: "Burial Heaven, can you explain what is going on?"

Fu Tian thought for a moment and explained: "My memory is a little fragmented, and I can't remember many things clearly, so I can only remember a little approximately.

Back then, the Sword God opened a dojo in Tianzhu Mountain to challenge all the martial saints in the world.

One day, there was a kid who called himself the White Dragon Sword Saint, who broke into Tianzhu Mountain with great pride, and wanted to challenge the Sword God with great power.

Later, the sword god defeated the kid with only two moves.

That kid was impressed by the supreme sword path of the sword god, and was shocked by the heavens, so he stayed in Tianzhu Mountain and didn't leave.

He pestered the sword god all day long, asking the sword god to take him as an apprentice.

The sword god said that he would not accept disciples, so he would be a servant with a dead face.

The sword god ordered someone to drive him down the mountain, and he knelt outside the door of the sword god's room for nine days and nine nights.

Later, that kid became the servant of the sword god, and regarded himself as a butler......"

After listening to Fu Tian's words, Ji Tianxing showed a strange expression on his face, and looked at the divine tomb and tombstone again.

"I really didn't expect that this White Dragon Divine Monarch would have such an 'interesting' story. ”

At this time, Fu Tian added another sentence, and said in a solemn tone: "However, Xiao Bai's loyalty to the Sword God is undoubted, and he is also the right-hand man of the Sword God.

This kid is actually a genius of the world, and his talent and qualifications are extremely high.

However, before he met the Sword God, he groped and cultivated alone, and he could only stimulate twenty percent of his talent and potential.

It was the Sword God who helped him unleash all his potential, and he was able to become a god king who dominated the world in just a few hundred years.

It's a pity that in the end, in order to protect the sword god, he was killed by a traitor...... Alas!"

At the end, Fu Tian sighed in a heavy tone.

Ji Tianxing's mood was also a little heavy, and he hurriedly asked, "Burial Heaven, Sword God, you and the White Dragon Divine Monarch, what happened in the upper realm?"

Didn't the Sword God become the God King who crossed the galaxy, and why did he still fall?"

Futian was silent for a moment before he said in a low tone: "Regarding the memory of the upper realm, I haven't been able to recover yet, there are only some scattered pictures, and I can't say clearly.

Now is not the time to discuss this, but I will talk about it later. ”

After saying that, the burial heaven was silent, and it seemed to fall into a deep sleep again.

Ji Tianxing couldn't ask any more questions, so he could only suppress his doubts in his heart.

He looked at the White Dragon Divine Tomb with burning eyes and bowed to the Divine Tomb.

Then, he began to use his mind to communicate with the White Dragon Divine Tomb and sense the breath in the Divine Tomb.

"The White Dragon Divine Monarch is a servant of the Sword God, and I am the descendant of the Sword God, if he has any residual divine power or inheritance, I should be able to sense it, right?

Moreover, he fell a thousand years ago, which is still a short time ago.

If you leave behind a divine power or inheritance, it should also be relatively powerful, which will be of great benefit to me......"

Ji Tianxing thought secretly, and went all out to manipulate his mind and concentrate on communicating with the Divine Tomb.

Time passes silently.

Before I knew it, half an hour had passed.

After countless attempts, Ji Tianxing finally made a discovery.

His mind sensed that in the depths of the White Dragon God Tomb, there was a faint fluctuation of soul power.

"It's a fluctuation of soul power, not a breath of divine power?"

Ji Tianxing immediately frowned, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Could it be that the White Dragon Divine Monarch did not leave behind his divine power and inheritance, but he retained a trace of his remnant soul?"

He hurriedly approached the soul power fluctuation with his mind, patiently communicated with it, and observed silently.

After a few moments, he was finally sure.

That faint force is a wisp of remnant soul!

This discovery made Ji Tianxing feel pleasantly surprised.

"Sure enough, it's the remnant soul of the White Dragon Divine Monarch!

A powerful god like him, even if he falls, can retain a trace of his remnant soul and not die.

As long as there are remnant souls, there is still hope for rebirth!"

So, Ji Tianxing did his best to release his mind, wrapped the remnant soul, and moved it out of the divine tomb little by little.

It's a very slow process, it's very difficult, and it's very draining on the mind.

It took Ji Tianxing a full hour to lure the remnant soul out of the divine tomb.

"Huh!"

A light white light flew out of the divine tomb and landed in front of Ji Tianxing.

Ji Tianxing's mind was extremely tired, and his physical strength was almost overdrawn, so he immediately sat down on the ground, panting violently.

Even so, he stared at the white light in front of him, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"White Dragon, White Dragon, you are lucky enough to meet me......

Don't worry, I'll do everything I can to help you be reborn!"

After that, Ji Tianxing rummaged in the space ring for a while and found a delicate and gorgeous golden jade bottle.

This palm-sized jade vase is one of the gifts given to him by Hong Chengtian, called the glazed vase.

Although it is only an empty treasure bottle, it is also a powerful treasure that can store mana, primordial spirits, and all kinds of strange things.

Ji Tianxing cast a spell to open the glass treasure bottle, releasing a dense white light, sucking the remnant soul of the white dragon into it.

The remnant soul of the white dragon was unconscious, and of course it would not resist, and was immediately put into the glass vase.

Ji Tianxing put away the treasure bottle with satisfaction, sat down in place to rest for a while, and continued to climb to the top of the mountain.