The clerical room was completely different from what Fang Ran imagined, it looked like a small study room in an ordinary family.

Some of the old bookshelves were littered with bamboo scrolls, some bound in volumes, some wrapped in random cloth, revealing the yellowed curls of paper inside.

Near a relatively empty bookshelf was a large square table, which was also in a mess, with brushes hanging haphazardly on the pen stand, paperweights falling on the table, and paper piled up into a hill.

"Uh......" Fang Ran didn't see anyone in the study, a little speechless. But he still clasped his fists and saluted in a proper manner, and said respectfully to the big table: "Junior, come and register your name." ”

There was no response at all.

Fang Ran saluted again, and said loudly again: "Senior Fang Ran, a new member of the inner hall, come to register your name!"

It was still quiet, but it was his exhaled breath that rolled up a few pieces of paper and made a rattling sound.

"Didn't you specially entertain me?" Fang Ran thought to himself, then tiptoed closer to the table, raised his voice, and almost shouted: "Junior Fang Ran, at the invitation of the Dark Heavenly Monarch, joined the inner hall of the Xuanmen, and came to be registered!"

There was a thud, and the sound of something heavy falling from a bookshelf in the far corner of the study.

"What's the noise! Wake up the old man to sleep and still have a sense of morality?"

Then an old man in burlap clothes appeared from there, held his waist with one hand, limped to the table, and sat down in the huge Taishi chair behind the table.

"The people recruited by the Dark Sky Monarch, what about the Dark Sky Monarch himself?" the old man rolled his eyes and asked Fang Ran sharply.

Fang Ran's head was full of black lines, thinking that this old man's temper was really irritable, and he didn't know what to do with the black robe, so he was angry with himself.

However, in the spirit of respecting the elders, Fang Ran still said politely: "The Dark Heavenly Monarch said that there are still some things, so let's go back to the outside hall first." ”

He was not interested in getting involved in the dispute between these two old men who obviously seemed to have a good status, so he shook the shot in vain to avoid the truth, and repeated it for the fourth time: "I joined the inner hall of the Xuanmen, and I have come to register my name." ”

"Three steps, the meridians are like this, the Dark Sky Monarch is crazy, right?"

The old man didn't seem to have woken up yet, but his eyes were very poisonous, and after glancing at Fang Ran, he accurately said Fang Ran's cultivation, and even saw through the situation of Fang Ran's meridians at a glance.

He has only passed four major veins so far, whether it is compared with the 36,000 lines planned by the Tianji Roulette Wheel at the beginning, or compared with the 360 lines shown in the ancient scrolls of the river trace, they all seem bleak and scattered, and being evaluated by the next "poor" is actually counted as face.

Therefore, Fang Ranquan didn't hear the old man's last words, and still replied politely: "Born with a waste vein, but now it is indeed a three-step martial pole." There is no rush in the matter of cultivation, and there is always a way to solve the problem of the meridians. ”

Fang Ran played a good Tai Chi, and his tone was tepid, the old man felt bored, he blew his beard, stretched out his hand and pulled out a booklet from the back, turned to a page at random, threw it in front of Fang Ran, and said, "Fill in the name, and you will be a person from the inner hall in the future." I don't know what kind of hysteria the Dark Sky Monarch has, so he gave a three-step yellow level. ”

There will also be different ratings for the members of the Yellow Rank?

Although Fang Ran had doubts in his heart, looking at the impatient appearance of the old man blowing his beard and glaring, he wisely did not ask.

He still tepidly took the booklet. After I started it, I realized that this booklet was really just thatched paper that could be seen everywhere, and it was very rough.

I don't know how to keep this material as a roster, and how long it can be kept.

The page that was turned out was written in small letters, listing the responsibilities of being a member of the Yellow Level of the Xuanmen Inner Hall, and the corresponding privileges.

Responsibilities such as the need to ensure the completion of a fixed amount of transactions every year, or in the words understood by Fang Ran, the need to complete a certain number of Xuanmen tasks every year.

The fine small characters are all descriptions of the buying and selling of various values, and ultimately point to the proportion of the exchange for the glory of the Xuanmen.

All kinds of Taoist materials, martial arts, weapons and even human lives in the world correspond to different values in the eyes of different people.

The Dao material of the Dao Yun of Thunder may not be a rare thing for the cultivator of the Dao Yun of Water, but a divine sword forged by a famous master is almost worth exchanging for a sword cultivator.

A passer-by who passes by in the market and makes no impression may lose his life in the eyes of another person at the cost of his fortune.

Exchange the resources you don't use in your hands for the resources you urgently need, especially some specific resources that you need after reaching a certain realm, the most reliable one is only Xuanmen.

Generally speaking, the seller makes an offer, the buyer pays the money, and the transaction is negotiated.

But there will always be some people who are in a hurry to sell some hot things, and there is no way or can't wait for the right buyer, an excellent way is to throw it directly to the Xuanmen to keep and sell it on behalf of them.

Within the Xuanmen, the price of these things is all exchanged for glory.

As for the privilege of the members of the Xuanmen, they can consult the list of items within all levels, and then exchange their glory for these ownerless things sent to the Xuanmen.

There are a total of seven levels of white, blue, purple, gold and red jade in the Xuanmen, and the members of the inner hall start directly from the purple level. Fang Ran directly skipped the purple level, which is the so-called skipping assessment.

When he saw the rating, Fang Ran was stunned, and said in his heart, isn't this just the classification of ordinary enhancements, rare and rare epic legends, and finally myths......

The higher the level, the more rare things can be consulted, and as for Fang Ran's current yellow level, he can almost check almost any item that is marked as being within five steps.

In other words, if you are rated as yellow, at least five steps ago, anything that you can use, including exercises and Dao materials, can all be found in the list of Xuanmen.

Although it may not be able to cover all the treasures that have appeared in the Eighteen Star Fields, it is definitely a thousand times more efficient than Fang Ran's own exploration.

Of course, whether you can afford it or not is another matter.

Fang Ran also understood when he saw this, many times it is not because of how rare things are, what is really rare, or the real role of the level, is to let people know that there is such a number one thing in this world.

To put it simply, if he didn't know the Five Directions Five Elements Lotus, the Water Flower, and the Soul Reversal Technique, Fang Ran might really just be able to watch Fang Qingyu Xiang die.

Perhaps many people are trapped in a certain threshold of a certain realm, and it is difficult to advance for many years. However, if the level is enough, you will be able to find some kind of key item from the list of the Xuanmen to help you break the barrier and go further.

From this point of view, the biggest advantage of becoming a member of the Xuanmen is the word intelligence.

He picked up a tube of pens from the table, stretched out his hand and dipped it in ink, and carefully wrote the word "Fang Ran" at the bottom of these small characters.

In fact, he doesn't know how to write calligraphy, but he just watched the bookkeeper Zhuo Mo write, and he can barely read it if he learns from it, silkworm head swallowtail.

The brush in my hand is defective, and it is a little difficult to write. However, Fang Ran himself didn't care about this, and after finishing writing, he hung up the pen rules and regulations, and solemnly read these instructions again, before handing the booklet back respectfully.

This time, the old man was no longer embarrassed by Fang Ran, took the booklet with one hand, and handed Fang Ran a jade plate with the other.

On one side of the jade plaque is engraved with the word "Xuanmen", and on the other side is his name that is exactly the same as Fang Ran's handwriting just now.

This shocked Fang Ran.

He had only been able to put pen to paper for ten breaths, and quietly, this old man had already made this jade plaque? The most important thing is that Fang Ran didn't even notice the slightest movement!

The strength of this old man is also unimaginable. It's no wonder that he can make the mysterious looking Dark Sky Monarch's black robe feel quite jealous.

"Take the waist card, don't lose it. The people in the Xuanmen mark each other's identities with this, and those who do not have waist cards are not counted. The old man admonished.

Fang Ran responded: "The juniors understand. ”

"The registration process is over, remember to run the task on time every year. The old man paused, as if remembering something again, and added, "Tell the Dark Sky Monarch that this time I admit that he won't be so lucky next time." ”

Fang Ran listened to the second half of the words, his face was confused, and he wanted to ask something more, but the old man waved his hand impatiently and said, "Let's go, don't delay my old man's sleep." ”

Then Fang Ran was kicked out of the clerical room.

When Fang Ran walked out of the clerical room and closed the door, the old man reached out and grabbed the pen that Fang Ran had used just now, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"I stretched out my hand and grabbed the Liancheng pen, and I could really write...... Is it only three steps? The cultivation is average, but the character is good. Interesting......"

Fang Ran didn't know the old man's last words, he held the waist card in his hand and rubbed it carefully.

With this waist card, he could already inquire about the various materials recorded in the Gengwu Branch.

Arazumi's strength is still weak.

Ying Ruoyan and Zhong Mingtai saw that they were about to reach the peak of the three steps, and they urgently needed the corresponding Dao canon to undertake the next cultivation, and they also needed the corresponding Dao materials or elixirs to help them stabilize the realm and break through the realm in the four steps.

Fang Ran also needed to arrange some formations like the Spirit Gathering Array in the Huangchen Camp to create an environment suitable for ordinary people to breathe out spiritual power in the Abyssal Silence Field.

In addition, things related to the construction of camps, such as city defense, are also necessary to prepare as soon as possible. After all, Huangchen shook the Tianlei Gate, and in the battle of Wantong Trade City, the top combat power of the Tianlei Gate was killed and wounded, and the two commanders were beheaded by Fang Ran.

The Heavenly Thunder Gate is the eagle dog of the Lord of Yuanmo, and the revenge against the Arashi may come at any time, if the perfect fortifications cannot be established at that time, and enough combat effectiveness cannot be cultivated, the Arakushin will inevitably be razed to the ground again after a while.

Of course, the most important thing is the Five Elements Lotus, as well as the information of the water flowers.

Fang Ran didn't know how these things were priced, but no matter how he thought about it, he knew that the things he needed were definitely worth a lot.

"You have to find a way to take on the task quickly and accumulate glory, otherwise when the time comes, just looking at these things will be greedy, and there will be no glory to redeem, so you can't rush to death......" Fang Ran held the waist card in one hand and pulled his hair with the other, and the little snort in his hair gnawed Fang Ran's fingers, protesting to Fang Ran that he had messed up the nest he had just built.

At the moment when Fang Ran walked out of the clerk's room, two people, an old man and a young man, walked in at the other end of the corridor, and the younger one strutted with his head held high, looking very arrogant.

The old one followed the younger one, and whispered as he went: "It's time for the last one to be registered, young master...... Young Master, you must calm down. Mr. Situ, the owner of the clerical room, has a bad temper, if he is annoyed, our final registration will be poor, and all these years of hard work will be in vain. ”

The young man didn't look back, and said coldly: "How many treasures have my single family contributed to the Xuanmen, and for so many years, I have been refusing to join the inner hall on the grounds that my realm is not enough. Now that I'm finally at the beginning of the fourth step, for the sake of so many years of trading, does he Situ Tie still dare to embarrass me?"

"Alas...... The old servant lived in the inner hall, and said that he couldn't make the Xuanmen accommodating. The realm is the threshold of death, but fortunately, the young master, you successfully broke the mirror, which can be regarded as paving the way for the rise of the single family. At this juncture, young master, you must be calm. This old servant looked worried, and it seemed that he had a great headache for this arrogant young master.

Fang Ran, who was drowning in poverty with a sad face, didn't notice the two people walking towards him, an old man and a young man, and he was about to collide with each other, so he reacted and hurriedly gave way.

But even though he had turned sideways, the young man still looked like no one in his eyes, and when he was wrong, he glanced at Fang Ran obliquely from the corner of his eye, and snorted coldly and arrogantly.

Fang Ran was a little confused.

I didn't mess with the other party, why did I feel the other party's disdain? Could it be because I was a three-step person, so I was too different in the inner hall?

Sure enough, the young man stopped, looked at the waist card in Fang Ran's hand with an expression of disbelief, his expression was distorted, and he said angrily: "Three steps? Three steps like ants, what did he do to be worthy of entering the inner hall? And it is directly the yellow level?"

The old servant was also taken aback, but he still grabbed the young man surnamed Shan hard, and said, "Calm down, young master calm down!

"Gaffe? I spent almost ten years breaking three steps and four steps, and countless resources were smashed into it, and I came to ask for Xuanmen every year, and the answer was always that the rules could not be changed. And today I finally got my long-cherished wish, and it was only a purple level!As a result, now a three-step yellow-level swaggered over, how can you let me calm down?!" The young man's face was pale, and his eyes looked at Fang Ran as if they were about to burst into flames.

Fang Ran looked confused again: "How can you get involved with me? You can't enter the inner hall of the Xuanmen and what level you have to go into, does it have anything to do with what realm I am?"

The young man glared angrily, and a cloud loomed over his shoulders, darkening even the corridor.

"It doesn't matter at all? With one or three steps, you are also worthy of joining the Xuanmen? You are also worthy of taking the Xuanmen Yellow Order?"

Faintly, a gloomy momentum emanated from this young man, and it was obviously aimed at Fang Er.

The clouds are thick, and the day is gone.

Fang Ran looked at this young man in confusion, and also felt the momentum of this young man's continuous climbing.

He had fought with Dao Chu and walked unhindered in the sea of blood of the Blood Demon. Which of these opponents is not stronger than this young man?

In this level of momentum, Fang Ran can stick to his heart and even play with ease, and the momentum exuded by this young man at the moment is a little insufficient.

It's just that the conceit and arrogance revealed in this momentum made Fang Ran very uncomfortable.

He stared straight into the young man's eyes with an expressionless face, letting the young man's momentum wash over him, but his mood did not fluctuate.

Not only did he not fluctuate, but he also wanted to laugh a little - this was just the first day of entering the Xuanmen, and trouble came to the door?