Dongsheng.
"I, Hu Hansan, am back!" Yi Feng shouted excitedly.
After days of waiting, he had finally obtained a disciple token at Qingniu Sect.
Not only that.
With this sect disciple label, the first thing he did when he returned to Dongsheng was to go to the Dongsheng Sect Alliance and successfully obtain a sect establishment permit.
"Although it's only a ninth-rank sect, it doesn't matter!"
Looking at the permit document in his hand, Yi Feng felt wonderful inside.
After returning and establishing the sect, as long as he takes on 100 disciples, he can start cultivating.
Flight, longevity, dual cultivation — they are all beckoning to him!
Two days later, Yi Feng returned to the island.
"Dongsheng is still the best."
Seeing these old men and women greeting him, Yi Feng felt a special closeness.
In the days he was away, construction on the island had been completely taken care of.
Not only that.
The old men and women from Pingjiang City had spontaneously built houses around Yi Feng's sect.
So now the small island was bustling with activity, with bamboo rafts drifting across the river from time to time.
"Oh my, I really found a feng shui treasure ground. So many old men and women like this place."
"Lively is also quite good!" Yi Feng laughed.
Upon returning to the island, Yi Feng was eager to establish the sect.
He immediately gathered the sect's core members.
Of course.
The core members were just a few.
Qing Huan Xiang, Zhong Qing, Lu Qingshan, Wu, Wu Chang'an, Guan Yunpeng, Ye Bei, Han Tianque and a few others.
"Hmm, I just checked and today is a good day, better start than delay. Let's establish the sect today." Yi Feng said with a smile: "Of course, the running of the sect in the future will also need everyone's cooperation."
"Guan Yunpeng, Ye Bei, Han Tianque."
"Here."
"You three will manage the day-to-day affairs of the sect facilities, arrange lodging for new disciples, and so on." Yi Feng ordered.
"Yes."
The three were extremely excited.
They didn't expect to be able to hold positions in Yi Feng's sect at all.
"Well, Lao Qing, the books you found back this time are all good, quite to my satisfaction, so I'll let you be the elder of the Scripture Pavilion!" Yi Feng instructed.
"Thank you, sir." Qing Huan Xiang respectfully nodded.
"Alright, that's it!"
After arranging everything, Yi Feng was about to leave. After all, there were only these few people, and that was about enough.
The important thing was that he had to hurry up and accept 100 disciples to embark on the path of cultivation as soon as possible. So he ignored everything like opening ceremonies and directly established the sect.
"Uh... Sir, what should our sect be called?" Qing Huan Xiang hurriedly shouted.
"Oh, I forgot about that." Yi Feng patted his forehead and quickly said, "What do you guys think would be good?"
"We still have to ask you to decide, sir."
A few people respectfully bowed their heads.
Yi Feng thought about it and felt they were all the same, so he randomly picked a name and said, "Let's call it Heaven and Earth Sect!"
No other reason, he simply felt the name was imposing enough.
And the moment Yi Feng decided on the sect name, a familiar voice rang out in his mind.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for successfully establishing a sect, rewarded with one flying sword."
"Binding to the Heaven and Earth Sect..."
"Heaven and Earth Sect binding succeeded."
"Disciples: 3/100."
"When disciples successfully reach 100, the host will unlock cultivation."
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