My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Gu Fenghua and the others helped the Qingyang Sect a lot today, and all the disciples were grateful. Of course, seeing their violent aesthetics when they beat He Gantai, they were a little more awed, so they prepared the dinner with extra care. Not only was the speed extremely good, but the taste was also very good. Although it was not as good as the fat man cooking himself, it was still much better than the general sect.

It was rare for Gu Fenghua and the others to eat such a delicious meal in Wuji Shengtian, and they were all full of praise.

"Senior brother Yu, why did you think of building your own sect here in Longyin Mountain?" Gu Fenghua couldn't help asking when the banquet was about to end.

Although Yu Boqian's first-rank cultivation of Tiansheng is not bad, but when it comes to founding a sect, he is a bit overconfident.

"I didn't build a sect by myself. With my strength, how can I start a sect. Our Qingyang Sect has actually been passed down for tens of thousands of years, but we just moved to Longyin Mountain recently." Yu Boqian saw what Gu Fenghua was wondering about, and explained.

"Why did you move to Longyin Mountain? There's nothing special about it?" Luo Enen asked puzzled.

I remember that a disciple of the Qingyang Sect said before that the aura of Longyin Mountain is thin and there are no decent exotic flowers and plants. If the Qingyang Sect did not follow the ancient teachings to hide from the world, they would not even give it to them. Luo Enen deeply agrees with what he said, and in her opinion, even if she wants to hide from the world, she shouldn't choose such a place.

"This is the ancestral instruction left by the founder of our Qingyang Sect. Every thousand years, the Qingyang Sect will destroy the original sect and choose a remote place to rebuild the sect." Yu Boqian replied.

"There are such strange ancestral precepts in the world!" Hearing such an answer, Luo Enen was even more puzzled. Not only her, Gu Fenghua and Fatty Bai also looked puzzled.

Since he established a sect, he naturally hopes to pass on what he has learned throughout his life to future generations and carry it forward. Of course, he also hopes that the sect he established will become stronger and stronger for thousands of years. How can anyone move house every thousand years? Isn't this a toss?

"Hey, if you didn't have your help today, the Qingyang Sect would have been doomed, maybe it would have died at my hands. I won't hide it from you, but let's tell you the truth. This matter is actually related to the origin of our Qingyang Sect." That sect offended a peerless strong man, and it disappeared overnight. Only our patriarch and a few other disciples of the outer sect happened to be practicing outside, and escaped the catastrophe.

According to the Qingyang sect's secret book, when the patriarch and those fellow sects returned to the sect, they saw corpses all over the ground, and the entire sect disappeared, not even a single brick or tile was left behind. The other fellow disciples were afraid that the strong man would kill the grass and wipe out the roots, so they immediately left their hometowns and never heard from them again. However, my master was adopted by that sect since he was a child, and he was deeply favored by the sect, so he was reluctant to let the sect cut off the lineage.

Knowing that his knowledge was limited, he didn't dare to insult the name of the sect. At the same time, he was also worried about attracting the attention of his enemies. He didn't use the original name of the sect, but changed his name to Qingyang Sect.