"Eldest Senior Brother, Master has passed away just like that. What should we do from now on?" Sanquan asked.
"What to do? How would I know what to do? How could this happen?" The young eldest senior brother shouted.
The eldest senior brother's name was Sanfeng. Yes, it was Sanfeng, the Zhenwu Great Emperor who had been deified as an immortal in China, Zhang Sanfeng! And, quite coincidentally, the eldest senior brother's secular surname was Zhang!
However, all of this was not the point. The important thing was that the current Sanfeng was no longer the original Sanfeng. At this moment, he was a post - 90s person from Earth, named Fang Lin.
To be honest, Fang Lin himself didn't know how he had inexplicably come to this world. Moreover, his name was so impressive - Sanfeng!
The most frustrating thing was that there were only three people in this sect now. One was him, the eldest senior brother, another was Sanxin, the second senior brother, and Sanquan was the junior brother. Their master, Taoist Yiyuan, had just passed away.
Well, since he was here, he might as well make the best of it. It was said that this small sect was founded by Yiyuan, and the three of them were all orphans raised by Yiyuan. Yiyuan somehow founded a sect two days ago, and the day after founding the sect, he passed away.
Looking at this so - called sect, located on a steep mountain, there were only two small houses. And before Yiyuan passed away, he hadn't even given a name to the sect.
"Two junior brothers, now that Master has passed away, as the eldest senior brother, I should be the head of the sect, right?" With the character of never wanting to suffer a loss, Fang Lin said.
"Naturally." Sanxin and Sanquan replied.
"Alright, from now on, I'll be your Head Senior Brother."
The two inexperienced and simple lads quickly said, "Greetings, Head Senior Brother."
Fang Lin smiled happily. After all, he had just arrived in this otherworld and already had two subordinates, and he had also become the head of a sect. This wasn't bad.
"Then, Head Senior Brother, what should we do with Master's remains?" Sanxin asked.
"Master was a Taoist cultivator. By now, he has surely ascended to immortality. So, his body is just a stinky skin bag to him. We Taoists advocate no desires and inaction. Since Master has already ascended to immortality, let's burn his body, cremate it."
"Senior Brother has such profound insights." The two immediately admired their senior brother very much. They thought he had such a deep understanding of Taoism. After all, they were still only fifteen or sixteen years old. And in this world, fifteen or sixteen - year - olds didn't know as much as those on Earth. What's more, although Fang Lin was a post - 90s person, he was already twenty. He could be considered an elder among the post - 90s, and it was more than enough for him to deceive the two of them.
Looking at the things left behind by the old Taoist Yiyuan in his hand, Fang Lin was speechless for a long time. There was a Taoist scripture, "Taiping Qingling Shu," or simply called "Taiping Jing." It wasn't a very precious scripture. Yiyuan was really a poor Taoist. A Taoist sect with only one scripture was something he had only seen in his life. There was also a headmaster's Taoist robe, and it was already half - old. However, compared with the Taoist acolyte robes on Fang Lin and the other two, it was still better. The rest was just a few taels of broken silver. Usually, they could go out with Yiyuan to perform some Taoist rituals and earn some money. Now that Yiyuan was dead, making a living had become a problem. But there were still three or four taels of silver, and if they were frugal, they could probably last for four or five days.
Soon after, Yiyuan was cremated.
Fang Lin thought to himself. In fact, Yiyuan had also taught them some martial arts, but they were all very miscellaneous martial arts. Sanxin was completely a martial arts fanatic, and Sanquan was a slippery fellow. The original Sanfeng was actually a martial arts genius. At least, he had mastered all the nameless martial arts taught by the old Taoist Yiyuan, and he was even better than Yiyuan.
Fang Lin guessed in his heart that perhaps if he hadn't occupied his body, this Sanfeng might really have become that immortal - like Taoist Sanfeng and created world - invincible martial arts like Taijiquan.
However, at this moment, Fang Lin didn't know what to say. There were really a lot of things in front of him. The silver was running out, and he had to find a way to make money. Moreover, he still had a mission. Yes, he had a mission.
The old Taoist Yiyuan had the habit of locking the door when he went to bed at night. But the next day, the old Taoist Yiyuan couldn't be woken up no matter what. So the three of them began to worry and wanted to break down the door to see what was going on. As for Sanquan and Sanxin, they knew that their martial arts skills were not very good, so they pushed Fang Lin to come and break down the door. But as soon as they pushed, the key on Fang Lin's body touched the door.
Yes, it was the key. For some inexplicable reason, when Fang Lin came to this world, he even brought a key from his doorstep. It was shiny silver and hadn't changed at all.
However, when the key touched the door, a miraculous thing happened. The door opened automatically!
Sanquan and Sanxin immediately saw that Yiyuan was dead and were immediately stunned.
At this moment, Fang Lin was also stunned because he heard a voice in his ear: "The Universal Key System has been activated, and you will automatically receive the mission of developing the sect."
Immediately, a mission list appeared in front of Fang Lin. There was only one mission, but as soon as Fang Lin saw it, he thought it was impossible to complete: Develop the sect into the number one sect in the world.
And there were several small missions below. Obviously, this ultimate mission had to be completed step by step. The first small mission: Build the sect into the number one sect in Danjiang County.
At this moment, Fang Lin was completely shocked. Sanquan and Sanxin didn't notice. They just thought that the eldest senior brother was shocked because he saw Master's death.
And all of this was not the worst. The worst thing was that this ultimate mission had to be completed. And there was also a time limit. The time limit was ten years. If it wasn't completed within ten years, he would be automatically eliminated by the system.
After reading it, cold sweat dripped down Fang Lin's face. Becoming the number one sect in the world within ten years, otherwise being eliminated by the system. Was this even possible?
"Head Senior Brother, what do you think we should do next?" Sanquan asked.
"Next, next, next, let's have a meal first." Fang Lin said helplessly. After having dinner, he went back to his room alone. This was really troublesome. Although he had occupied the body of a martial arts genius, the old Taoist Yiyuan had only taught some unremarkable external martial arts and hadn't taught any internal energy at all. With just these, how could he possibly become the number one sect in the world? Fang Lin didn't believe that he would be so lucky as to go out for some experience and be taken a fancy to by a martial arts master, who would then accept him as a disciple and teach him world - invincible martial arts.
At this time, there was a knock on the door. "Head Senior Brother, we came to discuss something with you."
After opening the door, Sanquan and Sanxin came in. Originally, the three of them lived together. But since Yiyuan passed away, Fang Lin had become the head, so he naturally moved into the room that the old Taoist Yiyuan had originally lived in.
"Head Senior Brother, before Master passed away, he didn't give a name to the sect. What do you think we should name our sect?"
Fang Lin was really too lazy to deal with this. "You can think of it yourselves."
Sanquan said, "How about calling it the Yiyuan Sect to commemorate Master?"
"Master has already ascended to immortality. I think it's better to name the sect after Head Senior Brother, and call it the Sanfeng Sect." Obviously, compared with Sanquan, Sanxin was more slippery and knew how to flatter.
"Sanfeng Sect, Sanfeng Sect." Fang Lin murmured. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to him. He slapped his thigh and said, "Wudang!"
"What's Wudang?" The two asked.
"The Wudang Sect, let's call it the Wudang Sect!"
...
At night, Fang Lin lay alone looking at the ceiling, speechless for a long time. The reason why he named it the Wudang Sect was just for comfort. He hoped that it could really be like the Wudang Sect, with the Southern Sect respecting Shaolin and the Northern Sect respecting Wudang, and become a great sect in the world.
However, he couldn't really be like Zhang Sanfeng in the martial arts novels and first become a lay disciple of Shaolin. He didn't even know if there was a Shaolin in this world.
Just then, before he knew it, it was midnight. Ding, the system rang. Do you want to draw a lottery?
Draw a lottery? What kind of lottery?
Fang Lin only saw seven boxes appear in front of him. He took a look at the things inside: a sword, and two secret manuals, namely the Flower Fist and the Boy's Skill. There was also a Taoist robe, a whisk, fifty taels of silver, and something that was two light spots.
"Do you want to draw a lottery?" The system's voice sounded again.
"Confirm."
In an instant, all seven boxes were closed and moved at a speed that the naked eye couldn't see clearly. Suddenly, they were all mixed up, and he didn't know what was in each box.
At this moment, the key at his waist slowly flew up and landed in Fang Lin's hand. It seemed that as long as he touched it with this key, the lottery draw could end.
Fang Lin thought carefully for a long time. Gritting his teeth, anyway, there would definitely be something, just that it could be good or bad. Although the Boy's Skill was the only internal energy mental method, Fang Lin really didn't want it. He didn't want to learn the Boy's Skill because he didn't want to be unable to marry a wife for the rest of his life. And Fang Lin knew that Taoist priests in this world could marry wives.
As for the others, they were all good too. That sword looked good. At least it could be used for self - defense. And that Taoist robe was also good. It looked very magnificent, and it would be convenient for him to perform Taoist rituals and make money in the future. The whisk was also good. It was a necessary thing for a Taoist priest. The silver was more practical. At least with it, he didn't have to worry about the food for this month. The martial arts secret manuals were even more urgently needed. If he wanted to complete the mission, he had to become stronger himself. As for those two light spots, they were probably the grand prizes and could give him two chances to draw.
Fang Lin shouted in his heart: Grand prize! I hope it's the grand prize!
Fang Lin chose the third box and gently touched it with the key. The lock on it immediately opened, and there was a secret manual inside. Although it wasn't the grand prize, it was exactly what Fang Lin needed.
Fang Lin prayed: Please don't let it be the Boy's Skill!
Taking it out and looking at it, fortunately, it was the Flower Fist.
A flash of golden light came from the secret manual. Suddenly, Fang Lin had a thorough understanding of the Flower Fist. In an instant, this external boxing technique reached the realm of great mastery!