"The Director's Pavilion of the Holy Spirit Temple..." Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly and he thought to himself, "It was said before that even the top monks need to use a large amount of Yuanjing in exchange for the qualification to enter the secret realm of cultivation... And behind all this
It's the Tianhuan Temple." Fang Yu thought to himself, "In other words, this Wishing Spirit Temple... is actually an organization under the Tianhuan Temple, or an agency that represents it."
Yue Yan took Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi into the director's pavilion.
Then walk through the courtyard and enter the lobby inside the Council Pavilion.
In the lobby, there were eight monks wearing uniform dark blue clothing.
They sat side by side, with a medium-sized table in front of them.
The monks from outside were sitting on the opposite side of the table, chatting with them, and there were many people queuing behind them.
"Master Fang, let's get in line." Yue Yan led Fang Yu to the shortest line.
"Are all the people queuing up here to enter the secret realm of cultivation?" Fang Yu asked curiously.
"Yes, there are not many monks today." Yue Yan replied, "On weekdays, we have to wait in line for two or three hours!"
Fang Yu thought for a while, if the secret cultivation realm in the Eastern Wasteland was controlled in this way, then many monks would really have no other choice.
If you don't earn yuan crystals in exchange for the opportunity to enter the secret realm of cultivation, it will be difficult to improve your cultivation level.
"It has a complete monopoly on cultivation resources... The Tianhuan Temple's position in the Eastern Wasteland feels like it can compete with the three major alliances in Xuyuan Realm." Fang Yu thought to himself.
"How many yuan crystals are needed for the secret cultivation realm here?" Fang Yu asked.
"It is calculated based on the level of the secret cultivation realm and the time it takes to enter it." Yue Yan replied, "It is said that the highest level of the secret cultivation realm is fifteenth level. In the Jingshan area, there are only cultivation secret realms from level one to level six. Generally speaking,
Said...the sixth level is suitable for monks from the virtual immortal to the earthly immortal realm, so I said that Lord Fang is not suitable for coming here..."
"Then how do you count Yuan Jing?" Fang Yu asked again.
"If it is a sixth-level cultivation secret realm, one day is worth 800 yuan crystals. If you enter a hundred days at a time, you only need to pay 80% of the yuan crystals." Yue Yan replied.
"That's indeed quite expensive." Fang Yu raised his eyebrows.
It is easy for him to earn Yuan Jing, but most monks cannot earn Yuan Jing like him.
For example, the monks Yue Yan recruited before could only get an average of 1,500 to 2,000 yuan crystals after completing a sweep mission.
And to practice here, it is only a sixth-level cultivation secret realm, and it requires 800 yuan crystals a day.
In other words, the Yuan Jing earned from one sweep mission is not enough to practice for three days.
"It's quite dark." Fang Yu commented in his heart, "The key point is that it's useless for the Sky Ring Temple to have so many multi-crystals..."
The team moved forward slowly.
It can be seen that after each monk sits down at the table, he first talks to the deacon of the Council Pavilion opposite for a while, and then hands over a storage bag or a storage ring.
After that, the opponent will take out a palm-sized token.
After getting the token, the monk will get up and leave, walking out of the door on the left side of the lobby.
Obviously, that token is the so-called pass.
Just like what Yue Yan said, there were not too many monks going to the secret realm of cultivation today.
After a short wait, it was Fang Yu's turn.
Fang Yu sat down on the chair.
"How many levels of secret realm do you want to enter?" The deacon opposite asked expressionlessly without even raising his eyelids.
"Level six." Fang Yu replied.
"How many days?" the deacon asked again.
"One day." Fang Yu replied.
"Nine hundred yuan crystals." said the deacon.
As soon as these words came out, Fang Yu frowned slightly and turned to look at Yue Yan beside him.
Yue Yan's expression also changed slightly, and he asked: "Isn't it eight hundred yuan crystals a day in the sixth-level secret cultivation realm?"
"That was the previous price." The deacon then raised his head, glanced at Yue Yan, and said slightly impatiently.
"It's increased so much all at once," Fang Yu said.
"If you don't have Yuan Jing, you can leave." The deacon frowned and said, "Don't hinder the monks behind and waste my time."
Such a bad service attitude is enough to show the absolute authority of this wishing temple in the wishing spring area.
Otherwise, not to mention the arbitrary price increase, this attitude is enough to make many monks unbearable.
Fang Yu didn't say anything more, took out 900 yuan crystals and handed them to the deacon.
The deacon's expression softened slightly and he took out a token.
"Next."
Fang Yu took the token, turned around and walked towards the door on the left.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Fang. I don't know that the price has increased recently. Last time I came here, it was still 800 yuan crystals..." Yue Yan apologized softly.
"It doesn't matter, I have a lot of Yuan Jing." Fang Yu said with a smile, "The reason why I ask more is just to understand the situation."
"Go through the door in front, and you can pass the token and directly enter the secret realm of cultivation." Yue Yan pointed to the door in front and said.
"good."
Soon, Fang Yu and his party walked out of the door.
This is still an open-air courtyard, and nothing special can be seen.
However, monks kept showing up here and then leaving.
This is obviously a transit point.
Fang Yu held the token in his hand, and then said to Han Miaoyi: "Wait for me here, I will come out soon."
"Can't I go in together?" Han Miaoyi asked.
"Uh...that's not possible. A pass can only allow one monk to enter." Yue Yan said immediately.
"Just wait here." Fang Yu said.
After saying that, he held the token in his hand, and with a thought, instilled Qi into the token.
"bass!"
The token glowed.
A burst of space power was released from it, and soon enveloped Fang Yu's whole body.
"call out!"
The next second, Fang Yu disappeared from the spot. To provide you with the fastest update of the strongest Qi refining period in history, Chapter 3801, The Secret Realm of Cultivation, is free to read.