Starting as a clan leader: My rules are a bit wild.

Chapter 1: It’s not easy to be the leader of this clan.
"Huh? This game is a bit interesting."

Lin Fan clicked his tongue and marveled: "We started with a sect that was in a state of decline. It had no support for the young and the young. It was all supported by a few old guys. The disciples were all losers. They were either mediocre in talent or short-lived. Their family fortune was almost wiped out and they were on the verge of extinction. .”

"The player plays the role of the new sect leader and saves the sect from danger."

"And it's not good to show it off. There is a small 'test' every year and a big 'test' every ten years? The test may be an invasion by a foreign enemy, a visit from an enemy, or a demon from outside the territory or even a meteorite falling from the sky. Those who cannot pass the test ···Ga?”

After reading the game introduction and understanding the general gameplay, Lin Fan found it even more interesting.

"This kind of game, with a little advertising, logically speaking, no one should play it. Why is it that it has been online for a year and all the data is zero?"

"Are you broke and don't have money for advertising?"

"Then let me be the person who eats crabs. If the game is not bad, I will arrange it for you~"

Lin Fan is the game UP master.

I have played more than 300 games, and I have cleared more than [-] games. Because of my fun and humorous video style, I have more than [-] million fans. I am doing well in this circle.

The only drawback is that this guy has publicly announced that he will never bring goods.

I feel a little regretful now...
UP owners with hundreds of thousands of fans already own luxury houses, cars, and beautiful young models, but their own income is barely at the level of a well-off society.

Ding.

Download and installation completed.

Lin Fan clicked on the game, and the next second, his vision went dark.

"Damn it, this game is poisonous!!!"

"···"

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"Suzerain, Suzerain?"

"···"

Swish!
Lin Fan turned over and got up, cursing: "Your uncle...huh?!"

He was stunned.

"This is?"

Everything around me was too unfamiliar.

And what the hell is this old man standing next to my bed with white beard and hair but rosy face? !
Suddenly, I had a splitting headache.

Memories flooded my mind.

Lin Fan was stunned.

"Fuck!"

He cursed.

It seems like... I have traveled through time!
This is the Lan Yue Sect, which used to be a first-rate sect in the southwest region of the Xianwu Continent. However, over the years, it has been in decline and has no successors. Now it has fallen into a third-rate force.

At its peak, there were over [-] million disciples and over [-] spiritual mountains. How high-spirited was that? !

He even competed with the Holy Land, although he was almost defeated...
But after all, he was tough!
But now, there is only one mountain left, and no part of the former territory is left, and the others have long been robbed.

Even this is all because the few existing old guys have some skills, otherwise they would not even be able to save this last family fortune, let alone a third-rate sect, or the orthodoxy would be destroyed!

The unlucky guy I traveled through time was also named Lin Fan, and he just took over as the head of the Moon-Wang Sect yesterday.

His cultivation is not that good, and his talent is not that good either.

The reason why he became the sect leader was entirely because several old guys were unwilling to take the blame.

In the words that Lin Fan overheard: "The demise of the Moon-Raising Sect is a foregone conclusion, and it is almost impossible to change. If I serve as the leader of this sect, and the Moon-Raising Sect is destroyed in my hands, how will I face it under Jiuquan?" Ancestor of the sect?"

"So, even if the Lan Yue Sect is destroyed, it cannot be destroyed in my hands..."

Five elders and five old guys are all monks in the fourth realm of 'Dongtian'. Their cultivation is not weak, at least it is pretty good for a third-rate sect, but their ideas are unprecedentedly consistent.

This also made the corners of Lin Fan's mouth twitch crazily.

The realms of monks in Xianwu Continent are divided into: Kaixuan, Ningyuan, Xuanyuan, Dongtian, Zhixuan, Zhiming, Hedao, Breaking the Void, and Ascending Immortality.

Open the Mysterious Gate of the physical body, condense the vitality of heaven and earth, transform the vitality into Xuanyuan Qi and gather it in the Mysterious Gate, then open the five internal organs to the heaven, and then take a step further to understand the Tao. All mysteries can be gathered at the fingertips. This is the fingertip. mysterious.

Later, he knew the destiny, united with the great road, shattered the void, and finally reached the fairyland.

Each realm is divided into nine small realms, often called the ninth level. Some people also like to call it the XXth level, such as the eighth Xuanmen, the ninth cave, and so on.

Memories kept coming back, but Lin Fan became more and more speechless.

I am just a hot chick in the Condensing Yuan Realm, and it is my first time entering the Condensing Yuan Realm.

These Cave Heaven Realm old guys can stab themselves to death with one finger, and they are all from the 'Master' generation!
As a result, they didn't want to be the sect leader and let themselves become the leader?

How can anyone be so stupid!
What's even more ridiculous is that... I am actually the most talented among the disciples of the present generation, no, I should say, in the last three generations!
A 20-year-old handsome young man, in the Condensing Yuan Realm, his talent is not really 'hot', but he is just average. Just this, he is already the best among the three generations? ? ?
Oh, okay, there were people in the previous two generations who were more talented than me, but they were all terrible.

Not one left.

Lin Fan: "..."

The current generation of disciples, well, there are only seven left. Except for myself, it seems that... they are all rubbish, complete rubbish, and they may not be able to live a reasonable life.

It seems that it is indeed difficult for them to become the sect masters.

It wasn't until this moment that Lin Fan finally discovered how thorough this so-called 'lack of support' was.

If you look for any unconventional sect, they will have more and stronger disciples than Lan Yue Sect!

Lin Fan was full of thoughts.

But in the eyes of the great elder Su Xinghai, he was in a daze, and he couldn't help but remind him: "Sect Master, it's already three o'clock in the morning, why don't you get up quickly and plan to recruit more disciples, carry forward our Lan Yue Sect, and restore our past glory?"

"Young people should not be neglectful!"

Lin Fan suddenly felt like ten thousand alpacas were rushing past, but in the end he sighed helplessly: "Okay, Great Elder, please go down first, I will think of a solution first."

"Time waits for no one, Sect Master, we all believe in you!"

"You can definitely lead us back to our past glory!!"

"At that time, we will have tens of thousands of Yue Sect disciples and thousands of spiritual mountains. Sect Master, you are a giant in the Xianwu Continent. Who can't respect you so much? Fairies from all walks of life, as long as you, Sect Master, take your fancy, who dare not not from?"

The great elder left, but his face was filled with a "ghost daddy" expression.

Lin Fan rolled his eyes.He is drawing a cake! ! !
Still in CPU me!
The most important thing is that he is still old and immoral!

Su Xinghai left.

Lin Fan rubbed his eyebrows, one head and two big ones.

"The time travel, and it happens to be exactly the same as the game introduction. Is it a problem with the game that forced me to time travel, or is it that I was electrocuted and turned into a vegetative state? Is this all my dreams and fantasies?"

He tried pinching his thigh and it hurt.

"···"

"Hey, no matter what his situation is, treat it as a real time travel, otherwise it will be difficult to handle."

Lin Fan sighed.

What if it's true?If you mess it up yourself, wouldn't it be really bad?

He still remembers the introduction of the game, which states that there is at least one minor crisis every year, a major crisis once every ten years, and there is said to be one annihilation crisis every hundred years. The thousand years... is followed by an ellipsis, but he can tell with a quick glance that it is definitely better than the one that lasts a hundred years.

"Who the hell wants to travel to a place like this? I'm living so happily on Earth, so it's shameless to bring goods. Even if I don't bring goods, with my current financial resources, I can save poor and poorly clothed children every day. Even though my sister is 80 years old, she still doesn’t do the same thing every day!”

"When you get to this hellish place, you start straight into hell. It's really..."

"Well, maybe the only advantage is that the maximum life span has been lengthened, right?"

The Xianwu Continent is rich in spiritual energy, and the maximum lifespan of ordinary people is more than two hundred years old, while in the Ning Yuan realm it is around five hundred years old.

"The premise is that I can live that long. There will be a crisis every year."

Lin Fan frowned and began to think about how to break the situation.

As the old saying goes, life is like being raped. If you can't resist, then try to enjoy it.

"So, I have only one goal, to survive."

"The prerequisite for survival is to make the sect stronger and make yourself stronger at the same time."

"system?!"

Lin Fan tried to call out Golden Finger, but it was of no use. After a long time, nothing came of it.

"But I remember in the game introduction that as long as I develop my sect, I can become stronger, especially if I recruit disciples whose talent evaluation is A level or above, I can share their talent and strength..."

"So, maybe I can judge from this point whether I have time-traveled into the 'game' or not, and accept a disciple with a talent level A or above to see my own talent and strength. If so~"

"Fuck!"

After finally clearing up his thoughts, Lin Fan couldn't help but complain: "Without a system, how do I know who's talent is A level or above?"

The guy rubbed his head and almost pulled out his hair.

Long time, long time.

This guy finally calmed down and figured it out. He relied on his professionalism and the countless fantasy novels he read in middle school to come up with certain rules...
"Since it's a fantasy world with countless monks, there must be a child of destiny or a template for the protagonist, right?"

"I can't tell what level of talent they have, but I don't believe that someone with the template of the protagonist or even the destiny of the Son of Destiny will have poor talent!"

“So, let’s screen from this perspective.”

Lin Fan found paper and pen with both eyes and started writing quickly.

"I remember that in three days it will be the day when Lan Yue Sect will open its gate to recruit disciples this year. Let's change the sect rules first!"

at dusk.

Lin Fan finally walked out of the Moon Palace—actually the place where the sect leader practiced and stayed.

Looking at such a small sect, Lin Fan's face turned dark again.

The scene in front of me was really different from the Immortal Cultivation Sect I imagined.

The dilapidated hilltop, the old and small buildings with few buildings, the deserted Zongmen Square...
It was at this time that the five elders started to arrive.

Lin Fan followed the sound, but his eyes paused on the second elder Wu Xingyun.

There are five elders, three men and two women. The male elders all look like old men, but the women look young and beautiful. They are all mature and beautiful women, especially the second elder Wu Xingyun, who is not only beautiful, but also has extraordinary principles.

"metropolitan."

"But have you thought of a way to promote our Lanyue Sect?"

Su Xinghai clasped his fists and asked.

Looking at this guy's 'sincere' eyes, the corner of Lin Fan's mouth twitched.

Want to be rude!
You are not the sect leader yourself, so why don’t you just ask me to come and you keep urging me? !
"cough."

He coughed dryly: "This sect leader believes that a large part of the reason why our Lanyue Sect is declining and becoming more and more miserable is because of problems with our system and sect rules."

"It just so happens that the day of accepting disciples will be in three days. This sect leader has drawn up a new rule. Please take a look."

Lin Fan shook his hand, and the 'New Rules' densely written in small characters floated in front of the five elders.

They looked at each other, and then all looked attentively.
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The iron rule of accepting disciples:

[-]. Applicants with the surnames Xiao, Ye, Shi, and Lin will be given priority for admission.

[-]. Those who like to talk to themselves with rings and other objects will be given priority.

[-]. Those who have survived disasters more than three times and whose fiancées have mysterious origins will be given priority in admission.

[-]. Geniuses whose engagements have been broken off, those who have fallen, or those whose parents have disappeared mysteriously will be given priority for admission.

[-]. Those who are targeted and made things difficult for them as soon as they arrive outside the gate will be given priority for admission.

[-]. Those who like to wear mysterious smiles at the corners of their mouths, and whose enemies also like to smile arrogantly, will be directly designated as direct disciples.

[-]. Those whose bones have been dug out and who are in danger will be directly designated as direct disciples.

[-]. He is as timid as a mouse and extremely cautious. He keeps shouting that he will die and is directly designated as his personal disciple.

[-]. Those with ever-changing personalities, even sometimes male or female, are directly designated as direct disciples.

ten,···

(End of this chapter)