Ji Tianxing frowned and thought for a long time, guessing a lot of information.
He glanced at Zhibai and found that Zhibai was staring at him, observing his reaction.
Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but show a playful smile and returned the token to Zhibai.
"A disciple of Tianzhu Mountain?"
Zhibai took the token with both hands, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.
But his face was indifferent and his temperament was always cold, and he did not show any strange emotions.
He nodded and said in a solemn tone: "Master, this subordinate is the sixth generation disciple of Tianzhu Mountain."
Ji Tianxing nodded slightly and asked, "How did you find me?"
Zhibai bowed his hands and answered truthfully: "A few months ago, the news that the master owned the Sky Burial Sword spread throughout the major empires and attracted the attention of many top forces.
After Master learned the news, he sent his subordinates to look for you and protect you secretly.
In the past few months, royal families and top forces from various countries have sent powerful men to gather outside Fengshen Mountain, waiting for opportunities to snatch the Heavenly Burial Sword.
Just yesterday, there were two groups of people secretly following you, looking for opportunities to strike.
However, they were all solved by subordinates."
Hearing this, Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice: "Then have you investigated and found out which forces those two groups of people come from?"
Zhibai said in an indifferent tone: "The first group of people are from the royal family of the Daqian Empire, and the second group of people are from an assassin organization in the Liufeng Empire."
"The Daqian Empire, the Liufeng Empire, the White Night Empire, the Qianxue Empire, plus the Black Wings of the Canglong Empire..." Ji Tianxing's sneer on the corner of his mouth got even worse, "All five empires have taken action."
Zhibai nodded and said: "In the past few months, my subordinates have investigated clearly that the news that you possess the Sky Burial Sword was deliberately released by the Izumo Empire, and the mastermind behind it is none other than the Great Emperor Izumo!"
"Emperor Izumo?" Ji Tianxing frowned in confusion and asked inexplicably: "Why did he do this? If he wants to snatch the Sky Burial Sword, he can do it within the Izumo Empire."
Zhibai explained: "Emperor Izumo deliberately spread the news and wanted the five empires to seize the Sky Burial Sword. For this reason, they fought and killed each other, and he reaped the benefits.
He has great ambitions, not only planning to bury the Sky Sword, but also the territories of various major empires."
"That's it!" Ji Tianxing suddenly realized it and sneered: "I guessed it right, Emperor Izumo is a sinister and despicable bastard!"
Zhibai remained silent and did not answer.
Seeing that he was still kneeling and saluting, Ji Tianxing said, "Get up and talk."
"Thank you, Master!" Zhibai straightened up and stood aside with a solemn expression.
He carries a black sword on his back, his body is as straight as a sword, and he exudes a cold and sharp aura, like a sharp blade, loyally guarding Ji Tianxing.
"Master, now that you have left Fengshen Mountain, powerful men from all over the world are swarming in, waiting for an opportunity to snatch the Holy Sword.
The owner is also requested to return to Fengshen Mountain as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary danger.
My subordinates will protect you secretly and will definitely escort you back to Fengshen Mountain safely."
Ji Tianxing glanced at him and chuckled: "If the powerful men from the five countries are surrounding me, how can you protect me completely by yourself?
Furthermore, I am practicing on Fengshen Mountain, and it is inconvenient for you to follow me."
Zhibai thought for a moment and replied: "Although I cannot enter Fengshen Mountain, I will stay at the foot of Fengshen Mountain.
Whenever you, master, are in need, you only need to give an order and your subordinates will appear immediately."
"Forget it, let's talk about this later." Ji Tianxing waved his hand and said with a playful smile: "I have something more important right now."
Although, Zhibai's nature and style, as well as his identity as a disciple of Tianzhu Mountain, made him feel more cordial and gave him a sense of trust in his heart.
But he would not trust Zhibai so easily.
What's more, he already has a plan in mind that needs to be implemented urgently.
He left the ruins with Zhibai, flew a hundred thousand miles, and landed in a remote and uninhabited primitive mountain range.
He selected a thousand-foot mountain peak, drilled into the mountain, and quickly dug a cave.
Then, he spent several hours setting up a powerful defensive formation in the cave.
After the formation was completed, he ordered Zhibai: "Zhibai, please stay outside the cave to protect me."
Zhibai immediately clasped his fists and accepted the order, and said in a sonorous tone: "Master, please rest assured to heal your wounds. I will definitely not let anyone disturb you."
Ji Tianxing just smiled and said nothing more.
Zhibai thought that he had been seriously injured in a battle with the Son of Blood God and needed to use energy to heal his injuries.
But in fact, what he wanted to do was something else.
He sat cross-legged in the cave and immediately controlled his soul to enter the tomb of the Sword God.
"Whoosh!"
The Golden Sword of the Soul turned into his appearance and appeared in front of eighteen mysterious tombstones.
He reached out to the second tombstone on the right. The dark and cold tombstone suddenly lit up with golden light, sucking him in.
The next moment, he entered an alien space, which was the Shenbing Pavilion.
He crossed the white jade bridge in the sea of clouds, walked to the foot of the 100-meter-high golden pagoda, and reached out to push open the door of Shenbing Pavilion.
In the broad and bright hall, a huge ancient magic circle is carved on the ground.
In the middle of the main hall, stands a giant bronze tripod with three legs and four corners, which is the Nine Heavens Divine Cauldron.
This is his second time entering the Shenbing Pavilion.
The last time he came, he found many precious refining materials, and allowed the Heavenly Burial Sword to be smelted in the Nine Heavens Divine Cauldron, and successfully restored it to the level of the Yuan Shen.
But this time, he was not trying to repair the Sky Burial Sword.
He walked under the Nine Heavens Divine Cauldron and used his spiritual consciousness to call out: "Zangtian, I need your help with something."
Zangtian's voice immediately sounded in the hall, and he asked in a dull voice: "What's the matter?"
A playful smile appeared at the corner of Ji Tianxing's lips, and he said meaningfully: "I want to use the Nine Heavens Cauldron to carve a replica of the Heaven Burial Sword!"
"Huh?" Zang Tian was a little confused and didn't know what was going on, "Tian Xing, what do you want to do?"
Ji Tianxing explained: "There was a bastard who deliberately let out the news that I owned the Sky Burial Sword, causing the powerful men from the five empires to snatch it away, putting me in the center of the storm.
Even if I stay in Fengshen Mountain and everything is safe for the time being, how can I sit still and wait for death?
I want to give him a big gift and give him a big surprise!"
Zang Tian immediately understood what he meant and asked, "Create a fake Zang Tian Sword to divert trouble to the east?"
"That's right." Ji Tianxing nodded and said in a solemn tone: "That bastard is a strong Martial Saint, and he has seen the Sky Burial Sword with his own eyes, so we must achieve the effect of confusing the fake with the real one."
Zang Tian said calmly: "This is a good idea! It should be easy for you to use the Nine Heaven Cauldron to forge a soul-level sword.
It is not difficult to make the appearance of the sword exactly the same as the Sky Burial Sword. The key lies in the soul breath and power fluctuation of the sword..."
Ji Tianxing smiled and nodded: "This is exactly why I want to ask you for help."