The ancient city of Daluo.
Under the city gate, there was not a row of city guards standing like other cities. There were only two figures in black robes, one on the left and one on the right. This number was not even as many as the gatekeepers of a small family.
However, the aura emanating from their bodies made the monks who came in and out remain silent. They did not dare to cause trouble at all, and even lowered their necks from time to time.
Mid-level earth stage!
Zhao Fan lined up in a low-key manner and slowly moved towards the city gate. When he sensed the rank of the two guards, he couldn't help but be stunned. At this level, they would be shining powerful men in any territory, but in the ancient city of Daluo, they were just gatekeepers?
This is too much and overkill!
Heavenly power is really luxurious. With a thought, Zhao Fan condensed his avatar in the Quicksand Pagoda and told the three bodyguards about the matter.
normal.
Qingluan's expression didn't change at all and said: Looking at the forces with heavenly ranks or sects with extremely strong foundations, they will send the middle-level earthly ranks to guard the gates. Not only that, this job is also very important, and many monks can only ask for it.
Is there money to be made? Zhao Fan was puzzled.
There is oil and water, but it is not plundered from the passers-by at the city gate. Qingluan said in an introduction: The middle stage of the Earth Rank. Basically no one is willing to waste time guarding the gate, so their benefits are enviable even to those at the top of the earth level, because after they guard the gate for a certain amount of time, they can receive face-to-face instruction from a heaven-level saint, or gain insights into the sect. The unique skills and so on.
It turns out that the temptation is indeed great.
Zhao Fan nodded slightly, if it were him. I am afraid that those who are willing to rush to guard the gate will get the guidance of a heaven-level saint, which means that they will avoid a lot of detours. On the surface, guarding the gate is a waste of time, but in fact it is earned. If you are lucky enough to be valued by a heaven-level saint, your status will skyrocket.
Soon after, it was Zhao Fan's turn.
There is a box in front of the city gate that can accommodate all rivers. This is a magic weapon from the cave. It is placed here to collect the city entrance fee.
In the ancient city of Daluo, if you are an outsider, you need ten yuan stones to enter, but if you are a local with permanent residency, you only need one yuan crystal.
Zhao Fan happily threw ten yuan stones into the box, and a purple wood token containing a mark emerged from the mouth of the box. This thing is equivalent to a temporary residence permit.
After Zhao Fan put away the purple wood token, he successfully entered the ancient city of Daluo under the noses of two middle-level people.
Next, Zhao Fan wandered aimlessly on the street while looking toward the center of the city. There was a giant peak that could reach the sky. It was larger than any mountain peak Zhao Fan had ever seen before. It was filled with clouds and mist. Floating around, you can vaguely see the corners of some huge buildings. As for what is above the clouds, the view is completely blocked and cannot be seen.
That's where the Daluo Ancient Sect is.
The incarnation of Zhao Fan's magic power asked in the Quicksand Pagoda: How to sneak into the Daluo Ancient Sect now?
Not urgent.
Huoyan Suanni made suggestions and said: Forces will recruit monks to do odd jobs or fill vacancies. There is a time limit for recruiting disciples, and new ones are usually recruited only once every few years or decades.
You mean, I’m going to apply for a job as a handyman? Zhao Fan smiled bitterly. His rank was at the late stage of Xuan rank after all.
