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The head's soul lamp went out without warning, and Fenghua Xianzong was caught off guard.

When Yun Mixue received the sound transmission and rushed to the Zongmen's meeting hall, even the elders, who had always been immortal, put aside their strong demeanor and quarreled in the hall.

The quarrel is about who will sit in the head.

It's not that they are coveting the position of the head, it's just because the head's fall was too sudden, and they didn't decide on a successor for the head before. Now, whoever takes the position of head at this stage must bear enormous pressure.

The successor must be strong, have the prestige in the sect to convince most people, and have a strong character and character, who can provoke the leader in this critical moment.

When Yun Mixue rushed to the main hall, those elders who were arguing so much turned their eyes to her, with a bit of eagerness, anticipation, and satisfaction.

Yun Mixue understood the meaning of these elders after thinking for a while.

Titled disciples originally existed as candidates for the head, but the head's fall was too sudden, and their generation of titled disciples hadn't fully grown up to reach the level of normal handover of positions with the head.

Logically speaking, it is most suitable for the title disciple to inherit the position of head.

But she didn't want to take the position of head, she knew her temperament very well.

Now that Fenghua Immortal Sect is in turmoil, what is needed is a strong personality and Duan Tiexuan's head, not a meek and plain like her.

Yun Mixue bowed to the elders, and before the elders opened their mouths, she said, "I don't know if senior brother has received the notice of the head's accident?"

The meeting hall was silent for a moment, the elders in the hall exchanged glances with each other, and swallowed everything they wanted to say to Yun Mixue.

"Gu Chen is secretly cultivating on Yikuya, and the outside world can't pass on the news, so nephew Lao Yun went to inform her."

Yun Mixue responded respectfully and withdrew from the discussion hall, she understood that she would not be the next head.

She said sorry to the elder brother in her heart, but in her heart, only Gu Chen could be worthy of the current head.

Yun Mixue withdrew from the main hall, and before going to Yikuya, she first sent a voice transmission to her registered disciple.

She remembered that Zhuguang hadn't eaten for a few days, but it was a pity that she didn't prepare the Bigu Pill and left in a hurry, she was worried that Zhuguang would run out to find something to eat when she was hungry.

Yun Mixue knew the situation of Rixue Peak, it might be the most suitable place for her to practice, but it was extremely bad for Yan Zhuguang.

Yan Zhuguang is only at the first level of qi training now, if she rushes out to find food, such a world of ice and snow may be in danger.

Yun Mixue couldn't get away now, after leaving the main meeting hall, she took advantage of the short gap to find someone to go to Day Xuefeng to take care of the little girl.

One of the registered disciples under her name was a disciple named He Sheng in the Foundation Establishment Period. Although he was a bit cold-tempered, he had acted quite appropriately in the past. Yun Mixue chose her and asked her to take Bigu Pill to the day snow peak.

After He Sheng respectfully agreed, even though she was still a little worried, Yun Mixue had no choice but to keep the matter in her heart, and rushed to Yikuya to look for senior brother Gu Chen.

As the name suggests, Yikuya is not a place for serious practice, and the elder called it "subtle cultivation" before, but it was just to give face to Gu Chen who may succeed as the next head.

Gu Chen was punished by the first head to think about his mistakes.

It's just that right now, I don't care whether to think about the past or not. After all, the reason why Gu Chen was punished earlier was not some unforgivable crime. Compared with the current situation, these are nothing.

It didn't take much time for Yun Mixue to find Gu Chen.

After not seeing each other for a few years, Gu Chen has become a lot more restrained from his previous sharpness.

What's more, it's unbelievable that her elder brother actually made a breakthrough in a place like Yikuya where spiritual energy is lacking.

It seems that the position of head should be inherited by him.

Yun Mixue directly expressed her intention of coming, and the man sitting on the barren rock opened his eyes, and there was no wave in his eyes.

"Since the junior sister came, I agreed."

"Junior Sister, go ahead, I'll be there later."

Although she didn't know what Gu Chen's plan was, Yun Mixue didn't stay long, and left Yikuya directly.

It's just that Yun Mixue, who has been uneasy, decided to go back to Rixue Peak first before rushing back to the meeting hall to report.

When Zhuguang first came to Fenghua Immortal Sect, she had no relatives and only knew her, so she must be very vigilant.She hastily sent a strange registered disciple to take care of her, and wondered if the little girl would be too defensive and refuse.

Yun Mixue knew that although the little girl seemed weak, she was actually extremely independent and guarded. She was able to gain the trust of the little girl, and perhaps it was only because of saving her a few times, but others might not be able to make her let go of her guard.

Yun Mixue thought it was necessary to go back and have a look, at least to let Zhuguang know that He Sheng was sent by her, so that she could feel a little more at ease.

Yun Mixue thought very well, but when she rushed to Bingxue Xiaozhu, she found that there was no one inside.

Not only is He Sheng not here, even Yan Zhuguang is not here.

Yun Mixue's heart skipped a beat, she thought it was not good, could it be that He Sheng came late and Zhuguang had already gone out?

Regardless of thinking about what happened, Yun Mixue quickly reached out her spiritual consciousness and searched around the Rixue Peak. Fortunately, the range of spiritual consciousness of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage was wide enough, and Yun Mixue found the breath of Yan Zhuguang within a short time.

What worried her was that the little girl's breath was already extremely weak, and it seemed that she had gone out more and in less.

Yun Mixue teleported over, and as soon as she appeared, she saw a scene that made her furious, the registered disciple named He Sheng sent by her was actually kicking Zhuguang!

The little girl fell on the snow, not knowing whether she was alive or dead, but He Sheng looked at her with grim eyes, and called her a troublemaker.

Is this expressing dissatisfaction with her orders to Zhuguang?

Even a good-tempered Yun Mixue couldn't restrain her anger. She never knew that He Sheng, who was calm and stable in front of her, had such a face to others in private!

For the first time, Yun Mixue raised her sleeves and waved the person away without grace. Regardless of the other party's reaction, she quickly hugged the little girl whose body had become a little stiff, stuffed it into her arms, and poured the spiritual energy into the little girl's body. Inside, take away the coldness in her body.

It wasn't until the little girl's body temperature gradually warmed up, and her pale and bruised face turned into an abnormal flush, that Yun Mixue relaxed a little.

She lifted and caressed the little girl's cheeks, the cheeks that were cracked by the snow wind were a little bit cut, which made Yun Mixue feel very distressed.

Carefully set up a protective shield around her body to isolate it from the wind and snow, Yun Mixue looked coldly at He Sheng who had been kneeling on the snow for a long time: "I didn't know you had such a big resentment towards me, and you wanted to put it on a little girl. leak?"

The woman in blue, that is, He Sheng trembled, and quickly denied: "The ancestor clearly checked, the disciple didn't have such intentions, the ancestor misunderstood."

Yun Mixue has always been gentle, even when facing the registered disciples, she would not show a look of indifference, but He Sheng has never seen such indifference now.

She was a little apprehensive, but also a little bit wronged.

It's just a handyman from a small sect, so he beat him up, but the ancestor showed such a look to her because of her, why?

She has been with the ancestor for several years, and has been contented and cared for the ancestor with all her heart. Could it be that these affections are not as good as a small handyman?

He Sheng was angry with Yun Mixue, and she didn't think Yun Mixue would deal with her.

"Misunderstood?" Yun Mixue's voice was soaked in ice: "Did I misunderstand that you hurt her, or did I misunderstand 'troublemaker'?"

He Sheng pursed his lips: "The disciple is not dissatisfied with the order of the ancestor, it's just that this bad girl clearly pretended to be in a coma on purpose to win sympathy, so the disciple's words became more intense."

"Why is she pretending to be unconscious? Whose sympathy is she trying to gain?"

Seeing that she showed no repentance, Yun Mixue was very disappointed.

"I just walked faster, I just wanted to beat her up so that she wouldn't be too rampant." He Sheng felt that he had done nothing wrong.

"What beating, what madness? I asked you to take care of her!"

"Is this how you take care of it?"

Yun Mixue flicked her sleeves, and a piece of ice and snow exploded beside her. The mighty sound spread, and a huge line of white smoke and snow rolled down the mountain. It was her anger that caused an avalanche.

He Sheng was shaken again by the huge momentum, she gritted her teeth to stabilize her figure, so as not to be carried down by the falling ice and snow.

Yun Mixue was holding Yan Zhuguang in the air, with snowflakes rising from the sky behind her, and Xue Beng's terrifying sound was in her ears. The wind blew her robes rattling, but her slender figure stood still in the air. She is moving, and the mask against the wind and snow surrounds her body, making her look like a goddess above the nine heavens—a goddess who manipulates ice and snow disasters.

"That's how you think. If you don't want to be a registered disciple, you want to be the master!"

"Old Ancestor, I—"

He Sheng wanted to make an excuse, but Yun Mixue didn't let her meet: "I can't accommodate you here, and Fenghua Xianzong can't accommodate you either."

She took out a small jade arrow, and He Sheng's eyes showed disbelief, "Old Ancestor!"

Xiaoyu's arrow flew out, Yun Mixue no longer looked at her, and disappeared in the snow and ice.

how so?He Sheng stared blankly at the void, as if he had lost all his strength, and sat down on the ground slumped.

Carefully taking the little girl back to Bingxue Xiaozhu, Yun Mixue put her on the bed, tenderly touched her hot cheeks, and sighed softly.

After all this, she no longer dared to entrust Yan Zhuguang to others to take care of her.