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night.

Qin Yu, Yan Mingyu, Fenghuang, Han Bing, and Qin Weiler, a total of five people, opened a jar of old wine sent by Long Wuming, and then paired it with the specialty of Kunlun Mountain, the dried meat of snow antelope, which naturally had a unique taste.

As for the rooms, Qin Yu had thought about it when he established the sect and prepared many independent courtyards.

Yan Mingyu was his principal wife, so naturally she lived with him. The other women were each given a courtyard so they could take care of each other without disturbing each other.

They ate and drank until midnight, and then Han Bing went back to take care of the children. Fenghuang and Qin Weier also returned to their own courtyards.

"Wife, let's go and have some rest!"

Qin Yu held Yan Mingyu's little hand. It had been three months since he last saw her, so he naturally missed her a little.

The strange thing is that Yan Mingyu has never been pregnant. It is probably because she has not worked overtime enough.

Qin Yu decided to work overtime these few nights.

the next day.

Duanmu Kuang, as Qin Yu's number one lackey, arrived at Qingfeng Sect first with four Cave Fire Realm elders from the Underworld Palace.

Their cultivation has reached a critical point, so naturally they want to come to Kunlun Mountain to continue improving their strength.

But there was no way before, and if you rashly enter Kunlun Mountain, you will most likely be killed, or oppressed by other families and have no place to stand.

Now that Qin Yu has established a sect, it is natural for them to come to Kunlun Mountain.

"master!"

Duanmu Kuang's internal strength is also very strong, and he looks like an old man in his fifties.

After entering Qingfeng Sect, he knelt on the ground respectfully: "Duanmu greets Master!"

"Meet the sect master!"

The four Cave Fire Realm masters behind Duanmu Kuang also knelt down.

"Duanmu, you're welcome, get up!"

Qin Yu helped Duanmu Kuang up and arranged for him to go into the house.

Not long after, Ou Changfeng also arrived. He was Qin Yu's first disciple, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the chief disciple in terms of seniority.

Du Qingyun also arrived one after another, and even the Sword Sect sent people to celebrate Qin Yu's establishment of the sect.

Just imagine, there are so many masters in Kunlun Mountain, but Qin Yu was able to establish a sect, which shows how capable he is.

Some secular cultivators witnessed Qin Yu's journey to becoming a Martial Sect master that day and had long regarded him as an idol. When they heard that he had established a sect, some of them who thought they had good talents took the initiative to request to join the Qingfeng Sect.

In just the morning, there were about a hundred independent cultivators who came to join Qingfeng Sect.

Qin Yu asked Duanmu Kuang to select and only keep the young ones with good talent and good records to be admitted to Qingfeng Sect. Those who were eliminated would have to leave after witnessing the opening ceremony of Qingfeng Sect tomorrow.

After all, they are in Kunlun Mountain. If there are too many ordinary disciples, it will make the sect bloated and become a burden that affects the development of the sect.

Qin Yu has always believed that the quality of experts is more important than their quantity.

In the afternoon, some small families in Outer Kunlun also sent gifts in advance, most of which were fine wine, dried meat, or some jade treasures.

We will definitely entertain guests tomorrow, but we won’t prepare sumptuous meals like in a secular hotel.

As mentioned before, people in Outer Kunlun sometimes only eat one meal every few days, and due to geographical reasons, the food is not very rich.

Fortunately, Yan Mingyu, the boss of Sihai Group, directly asked the logistics company of Sihai Group to transport a large amount of supplies by helicopter.

Although it was a bit high-profile, the three words "Qingfeng Sect" were already well-known outside Kunlun. With Qin Weiler in charge, no one was impatient enough to jump out and cause trouble.

In the afternoon.

Two more people came outside the sect, which was beyond Qin Yu's expectation.

They are my grandfather’s former confidante Lan Xianyin and Han Qingying, their master and disciple.

"Brother Qingfeng, your grandson has helped you realize your dreams!"

Lan Xianyin stood at the sect's entrance, tears streaming down her face.

The young Qin Qingfeng must have been full of ambition and ambition, thinking that one day he would be able to establish his own sect in Kunlun Mountain.

However, due to various reasons, he could only work as a barefoot doctor in a small mountain village for his entire life.

On the contrary, Qin Yu had established himself in Kunlun Mountains when he was less than 30 years old.

Logically speaking, she was also a member of Wuzong, but Qin Qingfeng's death was inextricably linked to Wuzong, and she couldn't seek revenge from the sect, so she found an excuse to travel outside and look for an opportunity to break through, which actually meant she parted ways with Wuzong.

She didn't even show up when Wu Zong was destroyed. Instead, she rushed over when she heard that Qin Yu had established Qingfeng Zong.

"senior!"

Qin Yu came out to greet her personally, and gave Lan Xianyin enough respect. She was his grandfather's confidante. If the fate was better, she might be his grandmother.

"Qin Yu, you have achieved so much now, Brother Qingfeng can rest in peace!"

Lan Xianyin's face was full of relief.

"Sect Master Qin!"

Han Qingying felt a little awkward. The person who was once something she could control with one hand, now had actually established his own sect in Kunlun Mountain.

"Aunt, just call me Qin Yu."

Qin Yu is still very low-key. After all, Han Qingying is Han Bing's aunt.

"Senior, if you like this place, you can stay here in the future."

Qin Yu supported Lan Xianyin and walked into the sect.

"Okay, okay, I won't be polite then!"

As long as they are martial artists, there is no one who does not want to live in Kunlun Mountain. After all, Kunlun Mountain is a holy place in their hearts. It's just that most people don't have this opportunity.

In the evening.

The big families in the secular world also sent helicopters to deliver various gifts. They had all had interactions with Qin Yu before in the secular world.

Continue to maintain a good relationship with Qin Yu. When they encounter troubles in the secular world in the future, Qin Yu can solve it with just a cough.

Who wouldn’t give face to Kunlun Mountain as a major sect?

Of course, Shen Yubai must have been there in person. Those big families basically entrusted him to convey their wishes, knowing that worldly people like them were not qualified to come to Kunlun Mountain.

The sect will not be officially established until tomorrow, and Qingfeng Sect will be extremely lively that evening.

Qin Weiler is at the peak of Wu Hou, Qin Yu and Feng Huang are both at the post-natal realm, and with Duanmu Kuang at the Dao Fa realm, the overall strength of Qin Yu's sect can definitely be among the top three in Outer Kunlun.

However, the sect had just been established and its foundation was still a little weak. After ten or eight years, when there were more masters in the sect, the Qingfeng Sect would become truly powerful.

Silent all night.

the next day.

The empty bluestone square was filled with fireworks and salutes. After all, Qin Yu also came from the secular world, and with the arrangements made by the "boss lady" Yan Mingyu, the fireworks almost filled up half of the square.

The major sects and small families in Outer Kunlun also sent representatives.

A casual cultivator who was less than 30 years old was able to establish a sect in Kunlun Mountain, making the name Qin Yu a legend.

The plaque of Qingfeng Sect was covered with red silk in advance.

As long as Qin Yu pulls down the silk, it means that the Qingfeng Sect is officially established.

But it was only morning now, and the auspicious time that Long Wuming had chosen for Qin Yu was half past ten.

Everyone was chatting in the square, waiting quietly.