In the past few days, the divine miracle of the Wudang Sect had completely spread. Throughout Danjiang County, the wonders of the Wudang Sect were being talked about. The Wudang Sect suddenly became extremely famous and unparalleled for a while.
Fang Lin was overjoyed these days. The income of the Wudang Sect was calculated at a rate of a hundred taels of silver per day. You know, this was already the incense money of a relatively large Taoist temple. The daily income of Lingyun Palace, the largest Taoist temple in Danjiang County, wasn't much higher either. And looking at the Wudang Sect, with just a few shabby small houses and relying on just the Xuanyue Gate, it had such an income, which was really astonishing.
However, Fang Lin wasn't a shortsighted person. He knew that he couldn't draw a Construction Token every time. If he couldn't draw one for a long time, the reputation of the Wudang Sect would gradually decline. Relying on just these things wasn't enough. So, Fang Lin started to build the stairs. This was a huge project, starting from the Xuanyue Gate. You know, Tianzhu Peak had an altitude of more than 1,600 meters. It was really hard to say how many stairs were needed. Fortunately, the income was high enough to pay the daily wages. Moreover, with the current reputation of the Wudang Sect, the workers were all paid the minimum wage.
Feeling the development of the Wudang Sect, Fang Lin was naturally happy. And in the past few days, the inspection of Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou had also ended. And it seemed to be a coincidence that Song Yuanqiao was generous, valued loyalty, and managed affairs in an orderly manner. He was really just like the legendary Song Yuanqiao. As for Yu Lianzhou, just like in Jin Yong's novels, he was steady and composed, which was very much to Fang Lin's liking. They were really rare talents.
Now, with each passing day, the Wudang Sect was making great progress. However, life was like an electrocardiogram. If it was completely flat and calm, it meant that you were dead. So, it was impossible for life to be smooth sailing all the time, and things would keep coming one after another.
In the morning, Fang Lin still got up early. Now that he had reached the peak of the Middle Stage of the Mortal Realm, he had some strength, and naturally, he was full of energy. It was as if he had endless energy. Fang Lin really wanted to take action and find out exactly how strong he was at this moment. But after all, he was the headmaster, and it wasn't good to take action casually. He had to maintain his mystery.
As for the Flower Fist, Fang Lin had already passed it on. Everyone in the Wudang Sect was learning it. As for the Boy's Skill, Fang Lin had also forced everyone to learn it. After all, in the future, it would lead to a Pure Yang Body, which was a really good thing. Practicing martial arts in the future would be twice as effective with half the effort. These people were all the core figures of the Wudang Sect in the future, so of course, they needed to be well cultivated.
Under Fang Lin's persuasion, they all cultivated with full confidence. Anyway, the great mastery of the Boy's Skill was at the Middle Stage of the Mortal Realm. These people all had good talents. Especially Sanquan and Song Yuanqiao. They should be able to reach the peak after two or three years of cultivation. They trusted the headmaster completely. Since the headmaster said they should practice, they all did it.
Now, the strength of the Wudang Sect had also taken shape. The headmaster was at the peak of the Middle Stage of the Mortal Realm. Of course, no one knew this. As for the other four people, they had all felt the qi sensation, and their internal energy had also been generated. They had all just stepped into the Early Stage of the Mortal Realm.
Fang Lin took a deep breath. Different from modern times, the air at this time was still extremely fresh, mixed with the fragrance of flowers and plants, which was really a kind of enjoyment.
Fang Lin was in high spirits, so he demonstrated the Flower Fist to the four people. Although the Flower Fist was a basic martial art, when practiced to the realm of great mastery, it was extremely powerful. Fang Lin didn't use internal energy, but his moves were still vigorous and powerful, which made the four people admire him greatly.
As for why the headmaster was so powerful and suddenly had a martial arts secret manual, it was normal. They all thought it was given by the Boundless Heavenly Venerable. At least, the four of them thought so.
After finishing the Flower Fist, Fang Lin felt refreshed. At this time, more and more pilgrims were coming, and the Wudang Sect was really prosperous with incense.
At this moment, several colleagues actually appeared. Three people wearing Taoist robes showed up.
Looking at the style of the Taoist robes, they were from Lingxiao Palace.
Fang Lin knew that this probably wasn't a good thing, so he went up to deal with them personally.
"Are you the headmaster of the Wudang Sect?" the leading Taoist priest asked.
"It's exactly me," Fang Lin said.
The three people quickly saluted. After all, he was the headmaster, and they had to do the superficial courtesy well. Otherwise, they would be criticized.
The leading Taoist priest said, "When we were purchasing daily necessities in Danjiang County, we heard about the divine miracle of the Wudang Sect, so we came to pay a visit. We heard that the headmaster can communicate with the gods, so we came to ask for advice."
Fang Lin sneered in his heart. It seemed that Lingxiao Palace didn't know the news yet. After all, Lingxiao Palace was a major sect in Hubei Province and was relatively far away. The news wasn't quickly spread in this world. Moreover, even if they got the news, they shouldn't have taken action so quickly. It seemed that these young fellows were acting on their own initiative.
The three Taoist priests didn't take Fang Lin seriously at all. Fang Lin was young, and the Wudang Sect was so shabby. They hadn't seen the divine miracle with their own eyes. Although they felt a bit refreshed when they walked past the Xuanyue Gate, after all, they didn't believe in the so - called divine miracle. Lingxiao Palace was so big, and there had never been a divine miracle there, let alone the small Wudang Sect.
At this moment, a young girl who came to offer incense walked past them. Maybe by accident, she tripped and fell to the ground.
Fang Lin saw it and quickly went up to help her. Fang Lin had a good character and was kind. Seeing that the girl sprained her ankle, he carried her on his back and let her rest beside them.
The pilgrims who came to offer incense all said that Taoist Priest Sanfeng was kind - hearted, a highly accomplished Taoist, but also without any airs, and was friendly.
Among the three Taoist priests, the leading one, Li Zhiyuan, suddenly had a flash of inspiration and knew how to deal with Fang Lin. I'll make him lose face.
Li Zhiyuan walked up and said, "I, the young Taoist Li Zhiyuan, really admire Headmaster Sanfeng."
Fang Lin smiled slightly and didn't say much. Although he was the headmaster, he was still as approachable as he was on Earth and had no airs at all.
Li Zhiyuan had originally looked respectful, but he immediately changed the topic and said, "However, Headmaster Sanfeng, men and women should maintain a proper distance. You did this and even carried that girl on your back. After all, it's not appropriate, is it?"
The pilgrims who came to offer incense immediately gathered around to watch. After all, they all had a small - minded mentality and liked to watch the excitement, so they all crowded together.
This world was exactly the same as ancient China. The concept of the distinction between men and women was deeply rooted, and the idea that men and women should not have close contact was especially emphasized. So, they all wanted to see how this young headmaster, who could communicate with the gods and was highly accomplished in Taoism, would answer.
Fang Lin smiled slightly and didn't explain.
Seeing that Fang Lin couldn't answer, Li Zhiyuan became even more aggressive and asked persistently, "What does Headmaster Sanfeng think about this matter? You carried that girl on your back. How should we explain this? I'm afraid that if it spreads, it will damage the girl's reputation, right?"
What he said was a bit too much. Fang Lin glanced at Li Zhiyuan. This person was young, but his words were rather malicious. It seemed that he had to teach him a lesson and let him know that this Taoist Priest wasn't someone to be bullied.
Fang Lin said, "Boundless Heavenly Venerable. Everyone has seen that I just carried that girl on my back. But now, I have already put her down."
Li Zhiyuan laughed heartily, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and said, "Headmaster Sanfeng, according to what you said, now that you've put her down, you can shirk your responsibility?"
The onlookers were also a bit disappointed with Fang Lin's answer. This answer was really a bit far - fetched.
However, Fang Lin was their idol, so they quickly said that these Taoist priests were ignorant. Taoist Priest Sanfeng was just helping others out of kindness. How could they ask him to take responsibility?
Fang Lin was also helpless. If he had just helped her up, there would have been no problem. But seeing that her ankle was seriously injured, he carried her for a few steps, and unexpectedly, they kept holding on to this issue.
Li Zhiyuan asked persistently, "Taoist Priest, how do you explain this?"
He had originally called him Headmaster, but now he called him Taoist Priest. The change in his attitude was really significant.
Fang Lin was just waiting for him to fall into the trap. He said, "I have already put her down. Why can't you let it go?"
"What do you mean I can't let it go?" Li Zhiyuan was about to say more, but he immediately understood. Yes, in Taoism, it was advocated to have no desires and no attachments. Fang Lin had not only put the girl down physically but also in his heart. However, he himself had been holding on to this issue, which clearly showed that he hadn't let go of that girl in his heart. The difference in their cultivation levels was obvious at a glance.
"Headmaster, your cultivation is profound. Zhiyuan has learned a lesson," Li Zhiyuan said. Then, he left with his two junior brothers, feeling embarrassed.
The crowd immediately cheered. Taoist Priest Sanfeng's cultivation was profound. These three young Taoist priests actually wanted to make things difficult for Taoist Priest Sanfeng. They really didn't know their place.
Fang Lin smiled slightly at this. If I don't show some skills, they really think I'm a pushover. I'm really mighty!
Fellow Taoist, please stay. Don't leave in a hurry. Since I'm so mighty, and it's already the third part of this chapter. There will also be a fourth part. Shouldn't you all be a bit more supportive as well? Fellow Taoists, you know what I mean...