Zhao Fan's aura fluctuations are bound to Yun Meng Ling.
The gate of Yunmeng Dojo has treasures that are automatically scanned. If the aura fluctuations do not match the token, the target will be locked directly, and the patrolling Invincible Guard will appear.
There were many people who wanted to fish in troubled waters at first, but none of them succeeded. As time went by, those who wanted to come to Yunmeng Dojo obediently bought tickets.
It is worth mentioning that if you have a cave treasure on your body, although you are allowed to carry it with you, it is not allowed to be moved out of the Yunmeng Dojo unless you pay for it.
Zhao Fan followed the crowd and walked into the main entrance of the dojo.
Then he appeared in a hall.
There are one hundred transmission channels in the hall.
The purple plaque hanging above the transmission channel marks which area it leads to.
"Well... daily practice, Channel 3, Qibao Tower, Channel 10, Pawn Pavilion, Channel 22." Zhao Fan glanced at the purple plaques one by one and decided where to go.
"Let's go to No. 3 first. Let's go around. It's common sense here."
Zhao Fan withdrew his gaze and walked to aisle 3.
However, you have to queue up.
Only a thousand monks can be transported at one time, and the interval between two times is ten breaths.
As for the monks waiting to be transported in front of each passage in this hall, there are tens of thousands at least, and over a million at most!
Zhao Fan was trembling when he thought about the entrance fee to Yunmeng Dojo. How much would he earn just from the entrance fee?
He sent a message to Zhu Sheng and asked: "It stands to reason that Yunmeng Coin has quite a purchasing power. Why do so many people come even with a threshold of 10,000?"
"Your Excellency, you don't know something."
Zhu Sheng replied: "The entrance fee to Yunmeng Dojo is high, but most of the things are about 10% cheaper than outside. If you buy more resources for daily practice, will the admission fee not be returned? Moreover, if you buy more at one time, you will not be able to get back the admission fee?" The venue tickets are common to all dojos. The quality of business in any area is far better than outside. Even the competition is a real life-and-death showdown."
"How can we get along in all walks of life outside?"
Zhao Fan suddenly realized and asked casually.
"There are so many monks who are willing to spend 10,000 yuan to enter, and there are also many monks who are reluctant or poor." Zhu Sheng said with a smile: "Half of the monks in Yunmeng City mainly visit Yunmeng Dojo, and the other half, just It has supported other businesses.”
While Zhao Fan and Zhu Sheng were chatting, it was the turn of the group of monks he belonged to to teleport.
He stepped into the teleportation array.
A thousand monks disappeared.
In an instant, he landed in the teleportation array in the daily resource area.
"Everyone, move quickly." The teleportation officer in charge here urged.
"Why are you urging me? Do you believe I will file a complaint against you?"
A little invincible monk curled his lips and said, deliberately moving forward at a slow pace.
The teleporter immediately acted like a mute and remained silent.
Zhao Fan paid attention, and when he saw that the conflict did not continue to escalate, he left the teleportation array with some regret, "Unexpectedly, I am also a typical person who just watches the fun and doesn't take it too seriously."
For convenience, he also turned on a real-time light screen for Zhu Sheng.
"Your Excellency, the service staff at Yunmeng Dojo do not dare to take the initiative to conflict with customers." Zhu Sheng said with a smile: "This is also one of the reasons why monks are attracted. Spend money to come and let you experience what it's like to be an uncle. Taste. However, if you are an insider with status, you must not offend, otherwise, the consequences will be extremely serious."
"How serious is it?" Zhao Fan asked.
"I remember one time when I came here, a young master from a big family came here." Zhu Sheng recalled: "Seeing that the female auctioneer was extremely beautiful, he took the opportunity to touch her buttocks while handing over the auction items, and she was immediately raped by one of the auctioneers. The quasi-emperor was killed on the spot, but he still couldn't be resurrected."
"So cruel." Zhao Fan said.
"Good service doesn't mean you can cause trouble."
Zhu Sheng said with emotion: "I have witnessed with my own eyes that there are no less than a thousand monks who have died because of provoking the rules of Yunmeng Dojo. Most of them are from outside, and some want to show off for the sake of face."
"Ha ha."
Zhao Fan smiled and began to wander around the daily resource area.
A dazzling array of items, clearly priced.
It took him nearly two hours to walk around the huge area like a quick tour, during which he memorized the names and appearances of everyday resources.
Afterwards, Zhao Fan teleported to Area 3, Qibao Tower.
What is sold here are all treasures, and they are all top-notch products from various realms.
The half-step imperial soldiers have maintained a scale of ten for a long time, and there are even imperial soldiers!
"Imperial Soldier?!"
After Zhao Fan saw the summary directory at the edge of the area, he quickly walked towards the core area of Qibao Tower.
Arrived at destination.
A bunch of monks surrounded the imperial weapon that was sealed within the transparent barrier. They were drooling greedily. They wanted to rush in and grab it, but they obviously didn't have the courage. I'm afraid the barrier was not broken and they would be annihilated first. In nothingness.
Zhao Fan struggled to squeeze to the front and looked through the isolation barrier.
A fan glowing with white light floats quietly in the space.
The fan has a total of ninety-one ribs, and the patterns are not repeated. There is a painting on the fan that he can't understand, but it has an unclear feeling. The painting definitely contains a mysterious artistic conception!
"Good brother, have you seen it?"
Zhao Fan's thoughts were transmitted to Emperor Ming's blade.
"A piece of trash."
The imperial soldier responded disdainfully: "I slashed it and it broke into pieces."
"..."
Zhao Fan rolled his eyes, but what he said was true.
At this moment, Zhu Sheng's voice rang out, "Your Excellency Creation, this Yunmeng Fan has been here since the first time I came to Yunmeng Dojo. Even if the price is clearly stated, the rich quasi-emperor has to pay for it. You can only afford it if you have enough wealth, and not only that, you also need the nine-star Yunmeng Ling to be eligible to buy it. To put it bluntly, it is just an eye-catching item that is not for sale."
"Yunmeng Fan?" Zhao Fan asked, "Could it be the weapon of Emperor Yunmeng?"
Zhu Sheng nodded: "Yes, his earliest imperial weapon."
Zhao Fan admired it for a moment and then started shopping in Qibao Building.
