The ancient city of Da Luo.

Under the city gate, there was not a row of city guards standing like in other cities, just two black-robed figures, one on the left and one on the right, on both sides, which was not even as many as the guards of a small family.

However, the aura emanating from their bodies made the monks who came and went shudder, and they didn't dare to cause trouble at all, and they shrank their necks from time to time.

Mid-Level!

Zhao Fan lined up in a low-key manner and slowly walked towards the city gate. When he sensed the rank of the two guards, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, this level is a radiant powerhouse in any territory, but in the ancient city of Daluo, it is only a gatekeeper?

This is inevitably too big and overkill!

Heaven-level power, it's really extravagant. As soon as Zhao Fan's mind moved, he condensed the incarnation in the quicksand floating slaughter, and told the three bodyguards about it.

Normal.

Qingluan's expression did not change a trace and said: Looking at the forces that have the Heavenly Rank in charge, or the sect with a strong background, they will send the mid-Ground Rank to guard the door, not only that, but this job is also very gunnery, and many monks can't ask for it.

Is there oil and water to fish? Zhao Fan was puzzled.

Oil and water are there, but they are not scavenged by passers-by at the city gates. Qingluan introduced: Mid-level. Basically, no one would be willing to waste time guarding the door, so their welfare is envied even by the peak of the earth-level level, because after the time of guarding the door reaches a certain level, they can get the face-to-face guidance of the heaven-level saint, or the peerless learning of the enlightenment sect.

I see, the temptation is indeed great.

Zhao Fan nodded slightly, if it was him. I'm afraid that those who are also willing to scramble to guard the door, and getting the guidance of a heaven-level saint means that there are many fewer detours, and on the surface it is a waste of time to guard the door, but in fact it is earned. In case of good luck and being valued by the Heavenly Rank Saint, his status will skyrocket directly.

Soon after, it was Zhao Fan's turn.

In front of the city gate, there is a box that can accommodate all rivers, which is a magic weapon of the cave, and it is placed here to collect entry fees for entering the city.

In the ancient city of Daluo, if you are an outsider, you need ten yuan stones to enter, and if you have permanent residency in the local area, you can use one yuan crystal.

Zhao Fan happily threw the ten yuan stones into the box, and a purple wood token containing a mark appeared at the mouth of the box, which was equivalent to a temporary residence permit.

After Zhao Fan put away the purple wood token, he smoothly entered the ancient city of Daluo under the nose of the middle of the two ground steps.

Next, while Zhao Fan wandered aimlessly on the street, he looked in the direction of the center of the city, where there was a huge peak that could reach the sky, larger than any mountain Zhao Fan had seen before, with clouds and mist, and the corners of some huge buildings could be faintly seen. As for those above the clouds, the view is completely blocked from peering in.

There, that's where the Great Luo Ancient Sect is.

Zhao Fan's mana incarnation asked in the quicksand floating slaughter: How should I blend into the Great Luo Ancient Sect now?

There is no hurry.

The fiery eyes said with a strategy: The forces will recruit monks, do chores or fill vacancies and so on. As for recruiting disciples, there is a time limit, and it is usually only once in a few years or decades.

Meaning, I'm going to apply for a job? Zhao Fan smiled bitterly, his Ming Rank was also in the late stage of the Xuan Rank.