This was not the thing that surprised Fang Yan the most, what surprised Fang Yan the most was that the tone of these two people was so ordinary, it seemed that it was a very natural thing to switch to others here.

This is a big taboo in Feng'anzhou.

It is not a glorious thing for Feng Anzhou to switch to other factions like this.

For people from other sects, even if they are accepted, they will not trust each other much, let alone entrust them with important tasks.

Moreover, these can only be carried out in private, not on the table. After all, the matter of switching is really dishonorable, let alone hyped up, in short, if it is not forced to happen, it is very rare.

I didn't expect such a trend to prevail in this place, which is really shocking.

If that's the case, then it's a little scary.

Because monks can switch to a powerful sect at any time, then this powerful sect will be even more powerful and unshakable, while other sects will be even more lonely.

And some sects that are not strong but have deep pockets can tap people from other sects with generous remuneration......

It seems that this is a very special place.

Presumably, there is a big difference in strength between the sects here, and most of them are stronger and weaker.

And the decline of Jin Taozong, the master of this secret realm in front of him, seems to have accumulated a lot of power.

......

After the two of them didn't say anything more, Fang Yan finally left this place and headed to the depths of the secret realm.

After all, those spirit fruits were about to ripen, and Fang Yan had been greedy for them for a long time.

After Xiao Bai saw that Fang Yan was not in any danger that could threaten her here, he left, and at this moment, he was afraid that he had found a ripe spirit fruit and feasted on it.

Of course, Fang Yan knew that eating these spirit fruits directly would be too tyrannical, after all, refining them into pills would bring their value to the maximum.

But Fang Yan didn't know how to make alchemy, so he could only consider picking more at present, and after storing it, he would have a suitable opportunity to condense it.

However, there are so many spirit fruits, I can't say that I have to eat some on the spot, so I can consolidate my cultivation a lot.

After being far enough away from the two foundation building period monks of Jintao Village, Fang Yan saw that there was no one around, so he took out the superb flying talisman again, turned it into a flying boat, and jumped up.

After another day has passed.

Fang Yan came to a place where the spirit fruits were dense, and these spirit fruits, as expected, were ripe, exuding an attractive fragrance.

After Fang Yan sensed that there was no danger, he went down to pick it.

However, Fang Yan did not pick all the spirit fruits on every spirit tree, but picked most of the spirit fruits with good quality and high maturity.

The rest of the spirit fruits still left them on the branches, after all, Fang Yan felt that more things were better than less, if there was no one left, it would be very easy for these monks to detect the abnormality.

Although these monks together do not pose a threat to Fang Yan.

And Fang Yan had also explained to Xiao Bai like this before, so until now, no monk had noticed that there were already two uninvited guests, Fang Yan and Xiao Bai, in this secret realm.

After more than ten days of hard work, Fang Yan and Xiao Bai had already picked as many as seventy or eighty percent of the spirit fruits here, Fang Yan felt that it was almost enough, so he and Xiao Bai gathered together and stopped this behavior.

Xiaobai is living a very happy life these days, eating delicious spirit fruits every day, and there is a lot of storage in one of its stomach pouches, which can be digested slowly.

Fang Yan always remembered one thing, that is, this place, where is it? After all, being in such a strange realm, it is impossible for Fang Yan to put his mind at ease.

So, Fang Yan took Xiaobai and headed towards the place where the monks gathered.

After passing by several waves of monks' gathering places in a row, Fang Yan finally locked on to his target.

This realm is the realm where two monks came together, and these two people don't seem to have much to cultivate at the moment, and after hastily meditating and cultivating for a while, they are bored to find the spiritual fruit.

"Third uncle, what do you think we should do next?"

The handsome young male cultivator, after discovering that there was no one here, whispered to the monk of the Spiritual Cultivation Period.

The spiritual cultivator known as the third uncle sighed: "Zhiwen, although Jintaozhai has lost at the moment, but thinking about it on the other hand, this is not a good thing. ”

It turned out that this handsome male cultivator's name was Zhiwen.

One of the two monks is a handsome male monk in his early twenties, and the other is a middle-aged and stable monk in the nurturing period, and judging from a conversation between the two, it seems that they are a pair of uncles and nephews.

When Fang Yan heard this, his eyes flashed slightly, knowing that these two cultivators who seemed to have a lowly cultivation seemed to have some secrets.

"Third uncle, I understand what you mean.

But if I had only been interested in stealing my life, I wouldn't have spoken like that.

After all, Jin Taozhai has been removed from the thirty-six sects, and I'm afraid there will be no chance to enter there at all......"

"Third Uncle knows that you want to rebuild the Wuxiang Temple.

But the current situation is that even after decades, the major forces are still looking for the people of the Wuxiang Temple.

Even the identity of the disciple of the Wuxiang Temple that we were proud of is now called the remnant of the Wuxiang Temple by those people......

How difficult it is to rebuild the Wuxiang Temple, we are still alive now, and it is already a fluke to be able to leave a spark for the Wuxiang Temple. ”

"Listening to the words of the third uncle, let's still think about how to get rid of the last mark of the Wuxiang Temple on our body.

After all, even if you are in a sect like Jintao Village, which is already in decline, maybe you will be found by those eagle dogs......"

The third uncle painstakingly comforted the monk named Zhiwen, but Zhiwen finally nodded reluctantly.

"Third uncle, who do you say our Wuxiang Temple is hindering? How could one of the three top forces in the Ninggu Continent be dissatisfied, and all the sects were wiped out in a short period of time?"

Zhiwen is still a little difficult to accept.

Fang Yan, who was lurking on the side, was fluctuating in his heart after hearing this.

It turns out that this is the Ninggu Continent?

Also, these two people are actually people from the Wuxiang Temple.

After Fang Yan had killed Chen Ying, he had obtained a travelogue written by a monk from the Ninggu Continent from her bequest.

However, most of the above mentioned mountains and rivers are rivers, and there is little mention of local sect forces, and I have not heard of the names of Jintao Village and Wuxiang Temple from above.

In addition, after Fang Yan shuttled through the space node, he entered a closed secret realm, so he didn't know that this place was the Ninggu Continent.

However, Jian Huazhang and Fu Lingtian are from the Ninggu Continent, and Jian Huazhang is the descendant disciple of the next head of a force in the Ninggu Continent called Shenglongfang.

It's just that what kind of level the Shenglong Fang is at in the Ninggu Continent, Fang Yan doesn't know for the time being.