The autumn wind whistled across the White Sea Grassland.

Unlike in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the White Sea Grassland at this time has begun to become colder, and it is even snowing up in some places in the north.

In the holy land of the entire grassland, on the island in the middle of the lake in the middle of the White Sea, a barefoot man in white looked up at the stars covering the sky at noon sunlight, with a relieved smile on his lips, waved to the little girl in a pink and white cloak beside him, signaling him to leave first, and he walked to the edge of the island and took out a pair of white boots from the sand pile. The boots were not known as what material they were made of. They were buried in the sand for a long time and were still spotless. Just like a boy's white dress, under the starlight, golden silk reflected a faint light.

"Is Master leaving?" The girl in the pink and white cloak did not leave immediately, but followed the boy to the beach.

The boy touched the girl's hair pamperedly and said with a smile: "I want to go out and see. There are some things that belong to you on the other side of the mountain. I want to get them back for you. Of course, it may not be possible if you can't leave."

The girl said "Oh" and turned around and left without asking any more questions. Her cloak moved with the wind. When she looked closely, she turned out to be made up of delicate peach blossoms! She didn't know where the peach blossoms came from. She had clearly been separated from the branches for some time, but she was still bright.

The boy watched the girl gradually disappear behind the rocks on the island, with a gentle look.

"You are quite self-aware. This island cannot be left with you just by leaving." A sound of vicissitudes came from behind the boy, but still very heroic. An old man in his fifties and sixties, holding an iron wine pot, sat on the rock not far behind him, with a tall figure as a mountain, which was no less than the Miyun Mountain that blocked the Great Zhou and the White Sea for thousands of years. "Khan said, you are too capable. If you come out of the mountain without permission, the White Sea and even the entire grassland will not be able to resist you. So I specially set up a sealing formation for you only. In addition, I will watch it here and want to leave the island, that is absolutely impossible."

The young man looked back at the old man, opened his arms and bowed slightly with the etiquette of the grassland people, "I have seen Lord You Ji."

The old man laughed a few times, drank the wine in the pot and returned the sloppy greeting and said, "Luo Ji hasn't seen you for a long time."

It turned out that these two people were the most powerful and powerful grassland powerhouses under Ebi Khan on the grassland, and were also the most powerful ones at the peak of the cultivation world - Bai Hai Left and Right Ji!

If people know that Bai Hai Zuoji, who made countless Zhou people's eyes look like a young man in his early twenties, would definitely fall off his chin. This young man seemed to be a Zhou person, which was even more incredible.

The boy pondered for a while, walked slowly to the Baihai Sea, stretched out his barefoot and stood on the water.

The moment the toes touched the White Sea, a lightning bolt that penetrated the heaven and earth emerged out of thin air, hitting the sea water at the young man's feet. The sea water in the radius of ten feet instantly evaporated! The sea water next to it was all boiled, and countless fish were directly shocked by the lightning bolt, and then bombed into the air, and finally fell back into the White Sea, with a piece of fish white on the water surface.

The boy smiled slightly and said, "Khan's method of banning lightning is still so domineering. If it were thirteen years ago, I would definitely not be able to get out, but fortunately, apart from teaching children on the island, I have never wasted time."

After saying that, he continued to walk barefoot on the water and walked straight, looking at the attack outside that day as if nothing was left. Thunder in the sky was furious and lightning continued to slash, but for some reason, he could not lock the figure of the young man at all, so there was no lightning that could fall down. The frequent shot down lightning was like opening the way for this young man in white clothes.

Thirteen years ago, it was the young man in front of him who deliberately let Zhao Yuzhen hear the secret of peace talks, and then sent Bai Hai Si Kui to intercept him outside Panlong Town, completely cutting off the possibility of peace talks between Bai Hai and Da Zhou.

At that time, the grassland co-lord Ebi Khan was furious and sent Zuo Ji to the island in the middle of Baihai Lake, and he would not be allowed to leave for the rest of his life without permission.

The old man watched the young man walk on the waves in the roar of thunder and lightning, and said with a sigh: "Khan asked you to practice on the island in the middle of the lake. I didn't expect that you would have practiced to such a level by using the energy of heaven and earth here. Today, I am far from you in terms of cultivation."

The sound was still extremely clear in the sky with thunder.

The young man still walked forward step by step, and said without looking back when he heard this: "Master Youji has praised you. If nothing happens, then I will take the lead."

"Don't be too happy too early. If I want to kill you, it will only be a matter of a moment. Even if your cultivation level is several levels higher, it will still be the case, unless you can surpass Khan." The old man sneered lazyly and put down the wine pot and slowly stood up.

As the old man stood up, the raging waves around the young man instantly freeze. No matter how lightning strikes, these solid ice remains unmoved.

The boy in white stopped and remained silent. It was obvious that he had agreed that the old man had this ability. After a while, he slowly said: "If you kill me, you will die. Bai Hai cannot bear the death of us at the same time. The Great Zhou will definitely take advantage of the situation."

The old man sat down again and said leisurely: "I don't think that if a new generation of people changes to old people, we two are immortal, and there will naturally be other young people to take over and take over our position. I think your female disciple is good. When I was at her age, I was still picking up sheep dung on the grassland."

Hearing this, the young man in white had to retreat step by step to the island in the middle of the lake, and the thunder between heaven and earth naturally dissipated.

Sometimes, language can be more powerful than lightning.

As long as the person who speaks is strong enough.

"The star stone is so important, do you have to go there in person?" the old man asked curiously, "You have so many little kids, can't you just send a group of them? If it's really important, I'll take a trip for you?"

The boy in white sat on the ground on the beach, not answering the old man's words, but pondered the time, turned around and asked, "If I were to leave the island, can I go to the Star Stone Land?"

This is a very contradictory sentence. How can people go thousands of miles away in the White Sea? But the old man understood it, so he solemnly asked: "Even if you pay such a big price, do you want that broken stone?"

The young man smiled and said, "My apprentice is here to use it."

"Then take care of yourself." The old man hesitated for a while, sighed heavily, and disappeared on the rock.

The young man in white bowed to thank him, then stretched out his right thumb and pointed it at his eyebrows. The moment he got along with his fingertips, an old man in white appeared opposite him. The old man's eyebrows were extremely similar to those of the young man, but he was much older.

The boy seemed a little tired, sat back on the beach again, smiled reluctantly at the old man, and said, "Please give me your help."

The old man in white picked up the white boots in the sand and said calmly: "You are me, I am you, what's there to thank for?"

After saying that, the old man stomped his feet suddenly and jumped onto a colorful cloud that was sent to the white sea by the autumn wind, and disappeared in an instant.

In late autumn of this year, Baihai left worshipped Mo Qiuyang and broke into the grassland, which was terrifying.
Chapter completed!