Chapter 349 How awesome it is to be the clan leader
After his anger subsided, Bing Yao continued, "Now that Bing Yan has stepped down, the clan cannot be without a leader. We must elect a new leader to manage clan affairs."
Bingyu lazily leaned against Bingling's arms, "You can do it. Anyway, the ninth-level ones are gone. You are at the peak of the eighth level, and you are the strongest now."
"I don't want to be the patriarch." Bing Yao refused.
Being a clan leader is tiring, and he even feels tired being a patrol captain.
"If you don't take the throne, who will? I remember that you are the strongest right now. I am only at the peak of the sixth level, two major realms behind you."
Bing Yao set his sights on Bing Ling, "How about you take the role? You're already at level eight, and Lan Ling is very talented. I'm sure you'll surpass me in strength in no time. I'll be the first to support you."
"No, I'm busy." Bing Ling also refused.
Those Bingluans who were knocked unconscious had already woken up and looked at each other in confusion as they saw them pushing and shoving each other.
Bingyan was afraid that someone else would take his position as the clan leader, but none of the three wanted to take the position, which made Bingluan's ambition and anxiety seem ridiculous.
"How about Bingyao take over for the time being? We can talk about the future later." One of the Bingluans said.
The other Bingluans responded one after another.
Bing Yao: ...
"Alright, I'll be the leader for a while." Bingyao said with a bitter face as he became the new clan leader. "But Bingyu needs to help me. You've done so many things for Bingyan before, so you should be more familiar with many things than I am."
Find a way to pass this task to Bingyu. It can be done for a while, but not for too long, or the beast will be exhausted.
Bingyu knew what he was planning at first glance, but he couldn't really leave the Bingluan clan alone, "Alright."
After the pain in his body subsided, Bingyu transformed into his original form and looked at Bingling, "When are you leaving?"
Bing Ling looked at Song Ningshu.
Song Ningshu replied: "After a month, it takes time to cultivate the origin."
Let the brothers Bingling and Bingyu get along well with each other.
Bingyao dragged Bingyu to deal with the aftermath of the Bingluan clan.
After getting the Bingluan's permission, the others began to wander around the Bingluan clan's territory.
After Song Ningshu recovered his spiritual power, he leaned on Qi Yangui's shoulder and said, "Qi Zhiheng."
The two were sitting on a bench made of sycamore branches, and Qi Yangui held her in his arms.
"Um?"
"How long have we been out?"
"It's been more than two years." Qi Yangui thought for a moment and replied, "There are still two years before the opening of Shenxuan Realm. We have spent quite a long time on the ice field."
Song Ningshu looked up at the fine snow falling through the gaps between the branches and leaves of the sycamore tree, and used his spiritual power to condense it into ice butterflies that flew before his eyes.
The aftermath of a battle could be heard. Qi Yangui used his spiritual sense to probe over and said, "They are competing with the group of Bingluans. Aning, do you want to join in the fun?"
"Go ahead, there's nothing else to do anyway."
Upon hearing this, Qi Yangui pulled her up.
A month later, Song Ningshu took out the original power of the Ice Luan that had not yet hatched from the Qingniao Pearl and transferred it into the eggs that had been drained of their vitality.
The big gray egg was endowed with original power, and its color gradually began to change, then turned white, surrounded by a faint warm light.
Bingyao touched the eggs and said, "Practice well."
Song Ningshu looked at Bing Ling and said, "Come with me and refine your original power."
Bing Ling nodded.
Bingyu gave up his tree house and Bingling sat down cross-legged.
Song Ningshu tapped Bing Ling's brow, and the original power flowed through her fingertips into Bing Ling's brow. The icy light was very warm.
Song Ningshu watched Bing Ling's momentum gradually rise, and left the tree house. He looked at Bing Yu and said, "It seems we have to stay here for a while. Bing Ling may be promoted."
Bingyu nodded and walked out with a bitter face, "You guys can have fun, I'm going to take care of things."
In his previous life, he was a casual cultivator and did not join a sect or a family because he did not want to be supervised by anyone. He did not expect that after living again, he would have to do the work of a clan leader. Although Bingyao is the clan leader in name now, Bingyao relies entirely on him in this regard.
worn out.
Looking at Bingyu like this, Song Ningshu seemed to be thinking about something. It seems that he should be nicer to the head brother in the future. It is really hard to manage such a big sect.
Cang Ji: Junior sister, you finally understand how hard my senior brother has worked...
Another month later, a powerful spiritual power fluctuation came from Bingyu's tree house, and a beautiful ice-blue bird soared into the sky and cried three times.
The dome of the paulownia branches and leaves seemed to have sensed something and automatically parted its branches to let Bing Ling fly out.
In the snowy sky, Bing Ling spread his wings and flew, with a layer of light flowing on his body, without a trace of wind and snow.
The Bingluans all looked up.
When the ice feathers fell to the ground, the branches and leaves of the paulownia tree automatically closed up and returned to their original state.
Bing Yao looked at Bing Ling, who was already in the late eighth stage, and couldn't help but say, "Look, you are also in the late eighth stage, only one small realm away from me. Don't you really want to be the clan leader?"
"Your brother is also in the tribe. It would be great if you could stay. It would be so prestigious to be the tribe leader!"
Bing Yao was troubled by the affairs of the tribe. He had to arrange people to take care of the cubs every day, arrange new patrol guards, elect new elders and establish a new rotation mechanism. He was so worried that many feathers fell off.
"No, I want to go and train with my master." Bing Ling glanced at him. "Being the clan leader is so prestigious, why don't you want to be one?"
"I'm not cut out to be a clan leader."
"Then you find a talented younger generation, train him to be the heir, teach him how to manage the affairs of the clan from a young age, and when he is strong enough, he can take over." Bing Ling remembered that the Hang family was like this, and now the family affairs were managed by the young master of the Hang family, Hang Xinghe.
"It's a good idea, but it will take a long time." Unable to be persuaded, Bing Yao walked away with his hands behind his back.
Annoying.
"Hahaha, he looks like a worker, half dead." Lou Fanfan laughed.
Lu Yilin nodded, "The mental state of a worker is really beautiful."
Song Ningshu looked at the two of them and thought that maybe she could visit their world in the future. Brother Jiuzhou should have a relationship with the Tiandao of the world they had stayed in before, right?
After all, we can bring them here.
He should also have a friendship with the main god of the fast-paced game.
Two days later, under Bingyu's reluctant gaze, Bingling and Song Ningshu left the Bingluan tribe's territory.
"Xiao Ling, remember to come back and see me before you leave the Arctic ice field!" Bingyu shouted while holding on to the door.
"Yeah, I know." Bing Ling responded helplessly.
Lu Yilin: "Bingyu has the potential to be a funny man. Fortunately, I thought he was very cool and a big shot."
Shengxia patted her head and said, "He treats his own brother like this. He can endure by Bingyan's side for a thousand years. How can he not be considered a big boss?"
"Yeah, that makes sense." Lu Yilin leaned against her, "Sister Xia, I don't want to leave anymore. Can you give me a ride?"
"Coward." Sheng Xia pushed her into Luo Mingqian's arms with disdain. "Go to your master. He'll be happy to give you a ride."
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Lu Yilin curled her lips, "Sister Shengxia, you are hypocritical."
"Where am I being hypocritical?"
"You will definitely be happy if Uncle Lingyue touches you."
"I'm quite happy to do so. After all, I've only held her once. You've held her before and are tired of her." Shengxia smiled.
"Okay, okay, you don't cherish it now that you have it, right? I should keep you hanging. Now you are not allowed to hug me." Lu Yilin buried her head in Luo Mingqian's arms.
midsummer:……?
How can you make her sound like a scumbag?
Drama queen.
"Are we going up the snow mountain now?" Jiang Sui asked.
"Well, I'm going to see an old friend for the last time." Song Ningshu looked up.
The snow is gathering, the clouds are light, the sun is dim, and the snow-capped mountains are visible in the distance in the sky.
After passing the Bingluan tribe's territory, everything became relatively quiet and there was no danger along the way, except that the wind and snow were particularly strong.
When we entered the central snow mountain area, the wind stopped and only the snow in the air remained. It was not heavy and gave people a very quiet feeling.
Strangely, the temperature was not as low as outside, and was even higher than the fourth ice and snow zone.
This is a peaceful and tranquil place that is completely different from the other four areas.
An ice phoenix was lying on the snow. When it noticed someone coming, it opened its deep blue eyes, looked at them, and then closed them again, as if there was no one in front of it.
The group walked past this powerful mythical beast.
Mo Songyun said, "It's the Blue-Eyed Ice Phoenix at its peak strength. She seems to be guarding the snowy mountain."
"The Blue-Eyed Ice Phoenix can distinguish good from evil, and its strength is so high. Perhaps I know why some ninth-rank divine beasts or demonic beasts cannot enter the central snow mountain area."
"As long as any member of the group is not pure, they will lose the opportunity to enter the snow-capped mountains."
Shengxia: "It's about protecting the snow-capped mountains, but I think it's more like protecting faith."
Because, here lies the regret of the Ice God.
There is no danger on the road.
On both sides, plants grew in the ice and snow, with ice crystals hanging on their trunks and branches. Fine snow fell on them, accumulating into a thick layer of snow that bent the branches.
The vegetation was surrounded by snowflakes, and the roots of the plants on the ground were thick and winding. Suddenly, a small snow-white animal jumped out from the side and knocked Wen Xu over.
Wen Xu lost his footing and rolled to the side of the hillside.
With a "bang" sound, countless snowflakes flew up.
Realizing that he had bumped into some creature, Wen Xu recovered from the dizziness and swallowed, then met a pair of large ice-blue eyes.
It is also a divine beast of peak strength, Binglin.
The divine beast shook off the snow covering its body and stood up.
He raised his head and let out a low whistle. The white little beast ran out from the snow pile, took out two ice-skinned, blue-fleshed fruits and stuffed them into Wen Xu's hands. "I'm sorry."
It's a very childish voice.
Wen Xu looked down at the thing Xiao Binglin stuffed into his hands and said, "It's okay. Thank you for the fruit."
Little Binglin dived into the snow again and lay down to sleep.
Wen Xu ran back, "Hahaha, I'm not unlucky this time."
He shook the fruit in his hand.
Jiang Sui stretched his neck to take a look at the fruit in Wen Xu's hand and said, "What a pure scent of ice and snow."
Wen Xu threw the fruit to Song Ningshu, "Junior Sister, here's one for you."
Song Ningshu took the fruit that flew over, looked at it, took a bite, and said, "It's very sweet."
The fruit could be broken open. Wen Xu broke off a little bit and put it in his mouth. He felt cold all over and his teeth started to chatter.
Jiang Sui wordlessly threw a ball of flame at him.
Wen Xu directly threw the fruit to Bing Ling, "Here you go, I can't eat it."
Bing Ling took a look and broke off the other half for Han Lie.
After recovering from the shivering cold, Wen Xu asked, "Aren't you feeling cold while eating?"
"It's not cold." Han Lie threw the fruit into his mouth. "It's delicious, and it has a very pure spiritual power."
"Well, the Ice Spiritual Root is like a tiger with wings in this ice field."
Continuing to walk forward, you will see one or two mythical beasts lying on the road from time to time, as well as many ice flowers with layers of petals stacked up, reaching waist height.
"It feels like there are so many mythical beasts here. You can't find many outside the ice field, but you can encounter them here from time to time." Qiao Nansi said.
Song Anran nodded, "Indeed, they all have very gentle personalities."
Song Ningshu raised her hand and touched the petals next to her. An ice flower fell directly into her palm and slowly rotated in her palm.
Shengxia also raised her hand to touch it, and the ice flowers disappeared immediately.
"Is my temperature too high?"
Lou Fanfan also touched it and said, "It also dissipated."
Others tried to test it one after another. Except for the person with ice spiritual roots, the energy of the others dissipated after being touched.
"It turns out that only cultivators with ice spiritual roots can touch it, and when they touch it, the coldness will directly penetrate the robes and skin, and chill the spiritual consciousness." Mo Songyun said.
After a long time of walking through flowers and ice, the group arrived at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.
"Another no-fly zone." Yao Nian placed his hands on his hips, looking up at the towering snow-capped mountains before him, and sighed, "How can this not be considered another ladder? We still have to climb up there."
"Then let's climb. There is no mountain that cannot be climbed." Wen Xu rolled up his sleeves.
Shengxia glared at him, "Why are you rolling up your sleeves? Aren't you cold?"
Wen Xu paused, then pulled down his sleeves awkwardly, "A little bit."
Others: ...You ate the ice fruit and your brain was frozen, right?
"You don't have to climb. It will take several months to climb up there." Song Ningshu said.
"Then how do we get up there? Little Senior Sister, do you have any ideas?"
Song Ningshu nodded.
Some memories from the past suddenly emerged in her mind.
"There are ice platforms at the foot of the mountain, quite a few of them. Each platform can accommodate one cultivator to reach the summit of the snow mountain. Once you find one, just go up directly."
"The ice-raising platform is actually a variety of ice flowers. Among the ice flowers nearby, any one of them could be an ice-raising platform. It's the ones that don't melt after you touch them."
"Touch them, your hands might get swollen from the cold, but the ice flowers will solidify again after they melt."
Everyone looked at their hands.
Yao Nian: "In other words, those who are lucky will touch it less, while those who are unlucky will get their hands frozen off."
"Then let's have a competition. The last one to reach the top of the snow mountain will return to Zhongzhou City and use spirit stones to treat everyone to a feast of spirit treasures at the Treasure Pavilion." Jiang Sui said.
"Okay." Wen Xu was the first to rush out and put his hand on the ice flowers, which made him shiver.
"No, why are you so mean? I haven't said start yet!" Jiang Sui yelled.
"This is called deception in war. Go to the other side." Wen Xu pushed him away.
The group of people dispersed and each touched the ice flowers that were so cold that they made their teeth chatter.
Song Ningshu casually stretched out his hand, and an ice flower floated up, gradually growing larger, with a faint light flowing on it.
She stood up and looked at Qi Yangui next to her, "Waiting for you."
Qi Yangui nodded, watched her rise up, reached out and touched another ice flower, and then that ice flower also became an ice platform.
The others were stunned when they saw that they had disappeared.
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