Consciously following the man in green, Bai Daoxuan walked through mountain peaks and crossed several rivers before finally stopping.
This is a plain with endless green grass as far as the eye can see. A fiery red sun hangs above the sky, dotted with white clouds, and the scenery is wonderful.
"You wait here."
The man in green gave an instruction with dull eyes, and then walked forward for dozens of miles, standing still, as still as a clock.
As time passed, the spiritual power between heaven and earth suddenly rioted, like a river rushing to the sea, all gathered at the place where the man in green was, forming a hundred-meter-high spiritual power storm, and poured it all into his body.
The figure of the man in green changed dramatically, suddenly rising to hundreds of feet.
"This is actually a holy medicine!" Bai Daoxuan exclaimed in the distance, his pupils shrinking in vain.
The change in the man in green was so amazing. Not only did he grow bigger, he also turned into a willow tree.
The wicker branches moved on their own without wind, swaying in the void, and kept making "swishing" sounds. With it as the center, a strong vitality swept across a hundred miles in an instant.
Spiritual elixirs that can transform into human form are called "holy elixirs" and are innate. They are countless times more precious than artificially refined holy elixirs. Even among the gods, there are not many of them.
Hua Hua Hua Hua...
Countless wicker branches were dancing wildly, like long dragons, and the vibrating void was distorted.
The willow holy medicine suddenly flew out of the soil, stopped at an altitude of more than tens of miles, and poked out countless willow branches, which penetrated straight into the ground.
Rumble!
The ground was shaken for a while, and the land where the wicker was located suddenly cracked. The ferocious cracks spread rapidly, covering the land hundreds of miles in diameter.
The holy medicine of the willow tree trembled rapidly, and the willow branches swayed and rose sharply to a higher place.
As the willow tree rose into the air, the willow branches slowly pulled out from the ground, and the ground rolled as if it had been plowed.
A golden light slowly rose, accompanied by a loud noise, revealing its true face in Lushan.
It is a palace. The palace is magnificent and huge, and its entire body is made of gold.
The decorations on it are even more extraordinary, with top-grade spiritual stones paving the way, top-quality spiritual stones serving as lamps, and some rare stones carved into statues of different shapes, standing in front of the palace, showing utmost luxury.
"The inheritance of the saints is in the palace. Whether you can get it depends on fate." The willow tree's holy medicine was planted behind the palace, and the willow branches swayed gently, revealing human words.
With shock in his heart, Bai Daoxuan walked slowly towards the golden palace. As he passed the statues, he clearly felt a throbbing feeling.
Those statues are not just decorations, they have great power hidden within them.
The inside of the palace is different from the outside. Instead, it looks very simple, with only one pillar and one statue several hundred meters high.
The material of this statue is very special. It looks like warm jade. As for the specifics, Bai Daoxuan doesn't know. Although he is knowledgeable, he is not a know-it-all.
What is engraved on the statue is a man with a very handsome face, a bit of majesty between his eyebrows, and a long sword in his hand, which adds a bit of sharpness.
Next to the statue, there is an inconspicuous stone tablet with the word "Jue Bei" engraved on it.
"Ahem, you are worthy of the reputation of a saint!" Bai Daoxuan praised sincerely.
These two words were astonishing, with a hint of the majesty of a saint. He just glanced at them, and his mind was slightly damaged, and a stream of blood coughed out from the corner of his mouth.
"I didn't expect you to be from the God Clan!"
In the empty hall, a leisurely sigh suddenly echoed, and the statue bloomed with a dazzling light, which stung Bai Daoxuan so much that he couldn't open his eyes.
"Are you the Saint of Absolute Sorrow?"
Bai Daoxuan closed his eyes, his tone full of shock.
There was a strong majesty of the saint in the radiant light. Although it did not directly affect him, he could still feel it, which was exactly the same as the one on the stone tablet.
In addition, this was the tomb of Saint Juebei, so he suspected that the person who just spoke out was Juebei.
"Haha, absolutely sad, absolutely sad, but why do I still feel sad!"
The owner of the voice did not answer his question directly. Instead, he smiled mockingly and said nonsense while dispersing the light in the hall.
Bai Daoxuan opened his eyes, with shock on his face.
The statue, which was originally several hundred meters high, has now shrunk to the size of an adult, less than two meters. Apart from the fact that the material has not changed, it looks like a real person, and the expressions on its face are very real.
"Senior!" He tried calling.
Juebei turned her head and said to him: "Senior, haha, your title is really right."
Bai Daoxuan didn't know why, and looked at him doubtfully, waiting for his next words.
"Actually, I am also a member of the God Clan!" Jue Bei seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and crying but not crying. His expression was very wonderful.
"This is impossible. All the saints of the God Clan are recorded. I have read all the ancient books of the God Clan, but I have never seen your name."
Bai Daoxuan retorted without thinking. He knew about the recent saints of the God Clan, but he did not have "Jue Bei". There was no record of him in the ancient books, and he was not even mentioned by name.
"It's normal that I am not included in the records of the Gods, because I died millions of years ago. Today, I am just a remnant soul, entrusted in the heart of this holy medicine, surviving in vain."
Juebei's expression was desolate and his tone was lost. He was once a saint, and he was infinitely close to a god, but now he has met this end, which can be described as very desolate.
Millions of years ago was the ancient period. That time was too far away from now. Of course, it is impossible for the gods to spend that energy to sort out the information about the dead saint.
Seeing that Bai Daoxuan didn't believe his words, Juebei let out a trace of the breath of his remnant soul, letting him feel the breath.
"senior!"
With the same address, Bai Daoxuan was much more respectful this time. In Jue Bei's soul, the aura belonging to the gods could not be faked.
"You have many spiritual attributes in your body and have outstanding qualifications, but you don't have the power of light. What's going on?"
Juebei waved his hand and saw the difference in him at a glance.
Bai Daoxuan was puzzled. The power of light was the top among all energies. He had to understand it by himself. How could it be possible just by thinking about it?
At that moment, he expressed his opinion.
"Hmph, what a bullshit realization. The power of light is the foundation of the Gods. You only need to turn it on and control it. If it weren't for this, how could our Gods have been able to overwhelm hundreds of other races in the world for hundreds of millions of years!" Juebei
He sneered disdainfully.
Bai Daoxuan's expression changed slightly. Could it be that the Gods really had a way to unlock the power of light, but had it been lost in the long river of time?
"I wonder what method the senior is talking about?"
He was looking forward to asking, if there really was such a method, it would be of great benefit to him, and even to the entire Protoss.
"Hey, it seems that the gods today are really in decline, and they have even lost their own foundation."
Juebei sighed for a while, then reached out and touched Bai Daoxuan's eyebrows. The method to activate the power of light was imprinted in his sea of consciousness, as if he was born with it and was mastered by him in an instant.
The method to unlock the power of light is very simple. It can be summarized in four words - break and then build.