Zhao Fan's aura fluctuations were bound to Yunmeng Ling.

There are treasures that are automatically scanned at the gate of Yunmeng Dojo. If the breath fluctuates inconsistent with the token, the target will be locked directly, and the patrolling Invincible Guard will appear.

There are many people who want to take advantage of the situation, but none of them succeed. Over time, those who want to come to Yunmeng Temple will buy tickets obediently.

It is worth mentioning that if there is a treasure in the cave, although living creatures are allowed to be carried, they are not allowed to be moved out in Yunmeng Taoist temple unless the ticket is supplemented.

Zhao Fan followed the crowd and walked into the main entrance of the dojo.

Then he appeared in a hall.

There are one hundred teleportation channels in the hall.

The purple plaque hanging above the teleportation channel marks which area it leads to.

"Well... daily practice, channel 3, Qibao Building, channel 10, pawn pavilion pavilion, channel 22." Zhao Fan's eyes swept over the purple plaques one by one, and decided where to go.

"Let's get the third first, let's take a look, it's also common sense here."

Zhao Fan withdrew his gaze and walked to Channel 3.

However, there is a queue.

Only one thousand monks can be teleported at a time, and the interval between the two times is ten breaths.

The monks waiting for teleportation in front of the various passages of this hall are tens of thousands, and the most are over one million!

When Zhao Fan thought of the admission fee for Yunmeng Dojo, he was shocked. How much does it take to earn by just the admission fee?

He sent a message to Zhu Sheng and asked: "In theory, Yunmeng Coin is quite purchasing power. Why are there so many people coming to the threshold of 10,000?"

"Your Excellency, you don't know anything."

Zhu Sheng replied: "The entrance fee for Yunmeng Taoist Temple is high, but most of the things are about 10% cheaper than outside. If you buy daily practice resources and buy more points at a time, the entrance fee will not be returned? Moreover, an entrance ticket is universal to the entire Taoist temple. The quality of business in any area is far better than that of outside, and even the battle is a real life-and-death showdown."

"How can all walks of life outside be harmonious?"

Zhao Fan suddenly realized and asked casually.

"There are so many monks who are willing to spend 10,000 to enter the market. There are so many monks who are so reluctant to leave or poor." Zhu Sheng said with a smile: "One of the monks in Yunmeng City mainly visit Yunmeng Temple, and the other half raises other businesses."

When Zhao Fan and Zhu Sheng were chatting, it was the group of monks who were in his place to teleport.

He stepped into the teleportation array in one step.

A thousand monks disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, it descended into the teleportation array in the daily resource area.

"Everyone, move quickly." The teleportation officer in charge of this place urged.

"What are you urging me to urge me? Believe it or not, I will complain to you?"

A young invincible monk curled his lips and deliberately walked forward slowly.

The teleportation officer immediately stopped saying anything like a mute.

Zhao Fan was paying attention, and seeing that the conflict had not continued to escalate, he left the teleportation array with regret. "I didn't expect that I am a typical person who watched the fun without much trouble."

For convenience, he also opened a real-time light curtain for Zhu Sheng.

"Your Excellency Cai, the service staff in Yunmeng Taoist temple, dare not take the initiative to conflict with customers." Zhu Sheng said with a smile: "This is also one of the reasons that attract monks. If you spend money in, you will feel the feeling of being an old man. However, if you have a status insider, you should not offend it, otherwise the consequences will be extremely serious."

"How serious is it?" Zhao Fan asked.

"I remember one time when I came, a young master from a big family." Zhu Sheng recalled: "Seeing that the female auctioneer was very beautiful, he took the opportunity to touch the other party's butt when handing over the goods, and was directly killed by a quasi-emperor on the spot, but he was still the kind that could not be resurrected."

"So cruel." Zhao Fan said.

"Good service does not mean you can cause trouble."

Zhu Sheng said with emotion: "I witnessed it with my own eyes that there are no less than a thousand monks who died because of provoking the rules of Yunmeng Taoist temple. Most of them are from outsiders, and they also want to pretend to be a fool for the sake of face."

"Ha ha."

Zhao Fan laughed and began to stroll around the daily resource area.

There are a wide range of prices, with clear marks.

It took him nearly two hours to complete the huge area like a quick glance, and during this period he remembered the names and appearances of daily resources.

Afterwards, Zhao Fan teleported to Area 3, Qibao Building.

The ones sold here are treasures, and they are all the best in all realms.

The half-step imperial soldier has maintained a scale of ten for a long time, and even has imperial soldiers!

"Imperial Soldier?!"

After Zhao Fan saw the summary catalog at the edge of the area, he quickly took a quick step and headed straight to the core area of ​​Qibao Building.

Arrived at the destination.

A bunch of monks surrounded the imperial soldiers sealed within the transparent barrier, and they were so hungry that they were drooling down, and they wanted to force themselves to rush in and grab it, but obviously they didn't have the courage, and they were probably not broken, and they were obliterated into nothingness first.

Zhao Fan struggled to squeeze into the front, his vision passing through the barrier.

A fan with white light floated quietly in the space in it.

There are 91 fan bones in total, and the lines are not repeated. On the fan is a painting that he cannot understand, but there is a feeling of being unaware of. The painting definitely contains mysterious artistic conception!

"Good brother, did you see it?"

Zhao Fan's thoughts were introduced to the blade of Emperor Ming.

“A garbage.”

The Emperor Bing responded disdainfully: "I will break with one knife."

“…”

Zhao Fan rolled his eyes, but what it said was true.

At this moment, Zhu Sheng's voice sounded, "Grand of Craft, this Yunmeng Fan has been here since I first came to Yunmeng Temple. Even if the price is clearly marked, the wealthy quasi-emperor has to empty his wealth to afford it. Not only that, he also has to ask the Nine Star Yunmeng Order to be qualified to buy it. To put it bluntly, it is just a non-sale product that attracts attention."

"Yunmeng Fan?" Zhao Fan asked, "Is it the weapon of Emperor Yunmeng?"

Zhu Sheng nodded: "Yes, his earliest imperial weapon."
Chapter completed!