After winter began, snowflakes floated on the grassland early, with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of grasses mournful frost.

But it is still as warm as spring on the island in the middle of Baihai Lake, with flowers blooming. All kinds of precious flowers and plants on the Central continent can thrive on the island.

Kualietai walked barefoot across the already frozen Baihai Lake. For the first time in thirteen years, he truly stepped into the island in the middle of the lake.

On the island, it seemed that even the soil was soft and warm. Kualao stood silently on the shore for a while, feeling the touch under his feet and the rich and almost condensed Yuanling energy in the air, nodded with satisfaction and walked towards the center of the island.

Kualietai did not use magic, but just moved forward slowly step by step, so the speed was not fast, and the island in the middle of the lake was not small, so after half an hour, he was still a distance from his destination, but he was not in a hurry, and looked at the scenery along the road with great interest.

Not long after walking from the shore to the island, you can see a row of low houses and pavilions. This type of building is not owned by the grassland, but is very common in the Zhou Dynasty.

In the pavilion, a teacher in a long gown was reading a famous work by Guo Yihuai, a poet of the Great Zhou Dynasty, in a straight voice. The students around him shook their heads and sat upright. No matter how you look at this scene, you are not a person in the grassland scenery, but rather an ordinary school on Jiangnan Road.

In the pavilion, most students ignored the arrival of Kualaotai and were just focused on studying. A few people saw it and didn't know who he was. They just looked at him with curiosity and thought to themselves: Who is this old uncle? How could he not comply with the request of Zuo Ji's elder brother and enter the academy in grassland costumes.

The teacher also found Kualaotai and wanted to come forward to pay homage, but was stopped by him with his eyes. Then he shook his hands at the teachers and students at the pavilion with a smile. Seeing that he had received no feedback, he didn't care much, so he chuckled gently and continued to walk forward.

Soon, Kualao walked to the center of the island in the middle of the lake.

It was a huge willow tree, with millions of willow branches fluttering in the wind, green and dripping, which looked extremely beautiful against the snow-capped mountains and ice lakes behind it.

Under the willow tree, a young man in white sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and pondered. He looked as handsome as an immortal, and his grace was not as good as an old willow.

Kualietai walked to the underworld, and sat cross-legged like Mo Qiuyang, untied the iron kettle that never left his body from his waist, gulped and poured wine, and then sighed: "Don't say that although the southerners are soft, the wine they brewed is really hard, which is much more powerful than the horse milk wine on our grassland!"

Mo Qiuyang opened his eyes and glanced at the old man without saying a word.

Kualietai continued: "In fact, it's not just wine, but most of the people in the south are better than our grasslands. The water plants, soil, weather, and even stones are extremely precious."

"Mo Qiuyang has met Lord Youji." Bai Hai Zuoji stopped meditating and nodded.

The old man laughed for a while, shook his head and said, "It's not good at all. In the battle of Panlong Town, you insist on your own, challenging the two formations of Liancheng's barriers, as well as the soul of the alien tiger and dragon, which led to the destruction of the Dharma body and greatly reduced combat power. It is a huge loss for me, Bai Hai."

Mo Qiuyang smiled and said, "After this battle, Mr. Kualietai is the first person in the grassland under the veritable Khan. Congratulations."

Kuolitai sneered slightly and said, "Mo Qiuyang, we have fought for so many years. Do you think I don't know? Although the Dharma body has half of your cultivation, it has also divided its mind and has twice the inner demons out of thin air. Now the Dharma body is no longer there, and it returns to nature. After killing the three corpses, it is expected to achieve the great way. You may be inferior to me within ten years, but in ten years, the Great Sweat may not be able to suppress you.

"Eight years," Mo Qiuyang corrected.

"It's up to you," Kualetta shrugged indifferently, and said, "You know that my strengths are not fighting, but fighting desperately. If one day you really feel disloyal to Khan, no matter how strong you are, I will only kill you. Then we both glared at each other and decided to ask for it."

Mo Qiuyang sincerely exclaimed: "Mr. Right Ji is the real mainstay of the Baihai tribes, and Mo admires it."

The two of them chatted here. An ice surface outside the distant island suddenly exploded. The ice lake dozens of feet boiled, and a light red figure soared into the sky!

The figure floated in the air, watched around for a while, and then slowly fell back into the lake. The surface of the lake, which was originally rolling like an iceberg hot spring, instantly freezing and frozen into a lump, as if nothing had happened.

Mo Qiuyang and Kuolaitai looked at the ice lake from a distance, and their expressions were calm, but the former was truly calm, while the latter had already caused huge waves in their hearts.

"I have just been Zhiwei for more than a year, and I have reached Zhiwei Middle Realm so soon?" Kuoletai shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Whether you are a female disciple or that young man in Mulan Grassland, the cultivation speed of this generation of young people always makes me feel that I am old."

Kualietai knew that the girl in the lake was demonstrating to herself in this way, meaning that as long as you dare to attack my master, I can turn the White Sea Grassland upside down after you die.

"Eight years," Mo Qiuyang suddenly said, "Eight years later, when the Khan completes the unification of the imperial power of the White Sea Grassland and when my new achievements are completed, all the good things in the hands of the Southern people will belong to us. At that time, there will be no so-called Southern people or barbarians. There will only be one kind of person left on the Central Continent, namely the Baihai people."

All over the world is the White Sea.

Kuolietai laughed loudly and said, "Mo Qiuyang, although I don't know what purpose you, a Zhou man, are willing to come to the grassland and do your best to assist our tribe, but I do have to admit that if it were not for the new policy you implemented, our seventy-two tribes in the White Sea would have to be postponed for at least a hundred years!"

"The key is not me, it's her." Mo Qiuyang waved his hand and pointed to the distance with a smile and said, "With her here, even if we ultimately fail to deduct the barrier this time, hope will always be retained in the grassland."

Kualietai nodded and frowned and said, "I admit that your female apprentice is indeed very strong, but if he can bear the responsibility of the rise and fall of the entire grassland, isn't it a bit too much?"

Mo Qiuyang smiled and shook his head, saying, "I don't know what will happen in the future, but there has never been such a powerful woman on this continent before. She has a high talent for cultivation and strong will, even surpassing Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty. What reason do we have to project more hope on such young people?"

Kualietai nodded and stopped talking.

Just as this conversation happened, in a small town thousands of miles away from the Baihai Sea, Li Xuan, who had just broken the mirror into the Juyuan Cave, was so anxious that she was about to cry. It turned out that just as the answer was completed, the stone that Brother Zhao Xifeng gave her suddenly became empty and integrated into her body, and integrated with the exquisite heart in Master Ku Hai's mouth, and could no longer be taken out.
Chapter completed!