My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"There is no rush now. You will follow me to Chengyun Valley first, and then return to Burning Heaven Sect." Gu Fenghua said.

In order to fight for the ownership of Chengyun Valley, strong men from all sides gathered. Weng Yuanming and others were not weak, and they might be able to come in handy, and they could also learn a lot from them. Gu Fenghua finally saw that these three old men I don’t know if this guy has lived in seclusion for too long and is a little ignorant of world affairs. To put it more bluntly, he is just a little stupid.

"Okay, okay, we can also discuss important matters of the sect. Elder Fang, come on, let's have a good discussion." Before Zeng Ning'an's excitement had passed, he dragged Fang Yunsong to the front.

"By the way, since we are now the founding elders of the Burning Sky Sect, shouldn't we change our names?" Yao Wenshan came up and said, looking equally excited.

"That's right, the name Moyun Three Saints can no longer be used. From now on, it must be called the Burning Heaven Three Saints, oh no, the Burning Heaven Four Saints." Weng Yuanming said with a serious face. In the past, he was the head of the Three Saints of Moyun, and in the future he will be the head of the four founding elders of the Burning Sky Sect, so he must not lose his bearing.

"Yes, yes, it should be called the Four Sages of Burning Heaven. Elder Fang, what do you think?" Zeng Ning'an looked at Fang Yunsong expectantly.

"Okay, that's a good name." Fang Yunsong said perfunctorily.

"No, no, the sect leader just said that the affairs of the Burning Sky Sect cannot be publicized yet. We are called the Four Sages of the Burning Sky. Wouldn't that bring trouble and ruin the sect's affairs?" Yao Wenshan shook his head and said. It's different to be the founder of the sect. He is always thinking about the sect's important affairs.

"That's true. How about calling them the Four Shocking Saints?" Zeng Anning thought for a while and said.

"The word Jing doesn't sound good. How about calling it the Four Feitian Saints?"

"It seems that all Feitian are women, which is not good."

"I remember there were men."

"Have it?"

"Maybe not."

"It seems to have."

"How about calling it the Four Saints Soaring to Heaven?"

"I think the Four Saints of Breaking the Sky sounds good."

"Why must God, God, or tell the Great Sage to return?"

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"Fenghua, no wonder you kept Fang Yunsong, it turned out to be this idea." Luo Enen said to Gu Fenghua with sudden realization.

It was still strange before that Gu Fenghua had never had any intention of recruiting followers, so why did he make an exception for Fang Yunsong this time. According to her temperament, even if she is impressed by Fang Yunsong's character, the worst she can do is to give him his freedom and never stay by her side. Only now did I know that she was making an exception for the Burning Heaven Sect.

"Senior Mo Tianxing handed Burning Heaven Sect into my hands. Senior Gui Yezi, Yu Boqian and others also placed high hopes on me, but I have never fulfilled my responsibilities as a sect leader. Now the situation in Purple Heaven Prison is critical, and I don't know One day there will be a catastrophe, and it’s time for me to do something for the Burning Heaven Sect." Gu Fenghua nodded and said.

"Then it was also because of this reason that you let the Three Saints of Moyun go last time." Luo Enen said.

Gu Fenghua refined the Holy Spirit of Moyun and left the soul mark on the ghost carriage. He could have killed them with a single thought, but he let them go so easily. Luo Enen didn't think she had any beautiful sentiments to appreciate God's kindness in life. , I was also puzzled, and finally understood it at this time.

"Am I that insidious? I am pure and pure, how can I have so many conspiracies and schemes? I just think it is not easy for them to have this kind of cultivation. It is not worth it to die in an unknown way, so I want to give them another chance to lose their way. It's just a chance to change my ways. En'en, how can you look at me like this?" Gu Fenghua looked at Luo Enen with a sad face. The trace of sadness and weakness between his eyebrows was reminiscent of the man who greeted Luo Enen on the top of the snow mountain. The delicate little white flowers tremble helplessly in the cold wind.