My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Thinking of his brothers, Gu Fenghua felt warm again in his heart. It is true that my cultivation is hard, but it is not hard for my brothers to teach such young children various mudras!

Fengyun Sword Sect was thousands of miles away, and it only took a few days for a few people to arrive at the foot of the sect's mountain. Looking up, between the Jianjian Mountains, a solitary peak rises from the ground, as if a giant sword has fallen from the sky and pierced the vast earth. Even standing at the foot of the mountain, Gu Fenghua and others could feel the majestic power of being at the top of the mountain and seeing all the small mountains at a glance.

"What a majestic sect place!" Chang Wanfa and Swinging Sword sighed in unison.

To put it into perspective, their Nanli Sect was once one of the three holy sects. The location of the sect is certainly not much different, but in terms of majesty and majesty, it may not be much better than Fengyun Sword Sect.

"Elder Chang Changqiu has given you the award. Our Fengyun Sword Sect can barely handle Fengyun Sword Peak." Chen Wanqiao said modestly.

"Old Sect Master Chen is too humble. I have heard the elders of the sect mention that in the past, there was a catastrophe from heaven, and the founder of Fengyun Sword Sect made great contributions. This Yunjian Peak was personally rewarded by a holy king, and there is something hidden in it. This is a great opportunity." Sect Leader Qiu chuckled.

"What, this peak was given by Lord Shengjun!" Chang Qiu and both of them were shocked.

Even when the Nanli Sect was at its peak, it was only one of the three major sects under the envoy Yi Yijun, one level away from the sage. The place where the Fengyun Sword Sect was established was personally rewarded by the sage. Isn't it bigger than their Nanli Sect?

"It's just rumors. If our Fengyun Sect really has such a big background, we should be one of the Holy Sects. How could we be associated with some of your middle-grade sects?" Chen Wanqiao said jokingly.

"We have known each other for many years. Are you still afraid that we will covet your Fengyun Sword Sect's family fortune, so you are still so secretive in front of us? To be honest, your Fengyun Sword Sect is only able to see Yunjianfeng, but not other families. Karma, we really can't take it seriously." Sect Leader Qiu pretended to be angry and said, while several other sect leaders and elders also looked contemptuous.

"Okay, okay, if you insist on putting a high hat on Fengyun Sword Sect, then I'll be thick-skinned for once." Chen Wanqiao was defeated by their contemptuous looks and waved and said, "Our Fengyun Sword Sect does have such a legend. It is said that Yunjian Peak was personally rewarded by a certain saint, but it does not hide some chance, but a secret that cannot be known to outsiders. But no one knows what the secret is."

"You don't even know?" Luo Enen said in confusion.

Every sect that has been passed down to this day, no matter how small it is, has its own merits and its own sect secrets. However, even if ordinary disciples don't know such secrets, the sect master should know it.

"I don't know." Chen Wanqiao shook his head and said, "Since the seventeenth master of Fengyun Sword Sect disappeared, this secret has been lost forever and no one knows it anymore."

"Why did the dignified leader of the sect disappear?" Luo Enen became even more curious, and carried forward his good habit of asking questions to the end.

"No one knows about this. According to the records of our sect, the seventeenth sect leader disappeared mysteriously the morning after he established the Young Sect. According to later generations' speculation, he should have known that something unexpected would happen to him. The young sect leader was hastily appointed. However, it has been nearly ten thousand years since his disappearance. I am afraid we will never find the answer to what happened."