Seven days have passed in a blink of an eye, and during this time, hundreds of monks have come one after another, and Lijiang and the woman in black have also arrived here not long after Qiao Yuan arrived.

Both of them were cold-tempered people, and when they came here, they found a no-man's corner and meditated cross-legged.

Needless to say, his maverick dress is known to most of the monks here, but the woman in black is rarely known.

However, Jiang Feng was extremely knowledgeable, and when Qiao Yuan asked casually, he told him the origin of the woman in black.

The woman's name was unknown, but because of her poisonous skills, some monks called her the Poison Lady or the Poison Fairy.

The poisonous lady is a loose cultivator in the Tiansha Kingdom, and she acts very low-key, and she rarely appears in front of people, so there are not many people who have heard of her name.

Jiang Feng knew only that, after Qiao Yuan heard it, his heart immediately dawned, it turned out that the woman was good at poison skills, no wonder her pupils were slightly green, and her words always gave people a sense of coldness.

There are really not many monks who are good at poison skills in the cultivation world, and the strength of this kind of monk is generally extremely strong, coupled with the strange personality of the poisonous lady, Qiao Yuan really didn't want to have too much contact, so he made up his mind to stay away from her.

In addition, in addition to these two people, there are also many people who Qiao Yuan knows here, such as Xia Yi, the Third Prince, the Sixteenth Prince, Bai Haoran, Ji Ningxue, Zhou Xuan and other people from the royal family.

Except for Xia Yi and other people from the Xia family, these people saw Qiao Yuan come forward to greet each other, and the others either stood in the distance and nodded with a smile, or simply ignored them.

Qiao Yuan was naturally not bored enough to take the initiative to come forward and greet those people, but chatted with Xia Yi.

During this period, Xia Yi also handed over the offerings of more than ten years to Qiao Yuan, including more than 100 Wuxin teas.

The Xia family kept their promise so much, Qiao Yuan naturally had a good impression of Xia Yi and the others, and while talking and laughing, Xia Yi deliberately asked Qiao Yuan to accompany him.

It's a pity that Qiao Yuan had already agreed to Jiang Feng, so he could only politely refuse Xia Yi's invitation.

At noon on this day, two long rainbows suddenly appeared in the distance in the sky, the speed was extremely fast, and there was a burst of sound breaking through the sky.

Originally, there were monks rushing here, it was normal, and no one would pay attention to it at all, but in the blink of an eye, the two Changhongs were less than thirty miles away from here, but their speed still did not slow down.

The rumbling sound of breaking the sky was like thunder, and in the depths of this silent jungle, it was extremely harsh, and suddenly there were many monks, and their faces showed dissatisfaction.

Even some monks with bad tempers have already scolded.

However, the man seemed to be very arrogant, and did not care about the feelings of the crowd at all, until he reached the fog, and then stopped abruptly.

Changhong dispersed, revealing two figures inside, and the one behind was a middle-aged man wearing a square crown, who was not able to cultivate in the late stage of Jindan, and was automatically ignored.

And the person in front of him was a handsome young man in a silver robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a face like a crown of jade, a tall posture, and a lofty spirit.

The cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Golden Pill spread unabashedly, encouraging his silver robe to hunt, with his earthly temperament, very much like the immortal who fell into the mortal dust.

All of a sudden, many monks were shocked by his terrifying momentum and were so shocked that they didn't dare to speak, and there were even many female cultivators who had a flash of brilliance in their eyes and secretly praised a peerless beauty.

Qiao Yuan also set his eyes on the two people, and after just one glance, he felt that the two people were very familiar, as if they had seen them somewhere before.

"Hu Gaoyang, he actually advanced to the late stage of Jindan, who is the silver-robed young man?"

Just when Qiao Yuan was secretly thinking about where he had seen those two people, Jiang Feng looked stunned and opened his mouth to himself.

Qiao Yuan heard Jiang Feng's muttering, quickly turned his head to look, and asked urgently.

"Jiang Feng Daoyou knows that person?"

"I only know the monk of the late stage of Jindan, his name is Hu Gaoyang, he is the patriarch of a medium-level immortal cultivation family, more than twenty years ago, he was still a monk in the middle stage of Jindan, but he didn't think that he has advanced to the late stage of Jindan. ”

Jiang Feng nodded, looked at the middle-aged man who was following the silver-robed young man, and said in a low voice, and after speaking, he frowned again, and his face showed doubt.

"However, the silver-robed young man has never seen or heard of such a figure in the Hu family. ”

When Qiao Yuan heard the words "Hu family", he immediately remembered that he had seen those two people there.

More than 20 years ago, in order to find the place where Qi Sihai hid the treasure, he sneaked into the Hu family, preparing to take Qi Sihai's concubine Hu Yu away without knowing it, but he didn't expect that he would be found in the Hu family city.

At that time, the person who almost found Qiao Yuan was the silver-robed young man, and the middle-aged man who followed the silver-robed young man at that time was now Hu Gaoyang.

At this moment, Qiao Yuan completely remembered, and remembered that his intuition told him at that time that the young man was not simple, and there was a slight connection with himself.

Looking at the silver-robed young man now, Qiao Yuan actually had that kind of intuition in his heart again, but unfortunately he didn't know what the connection was.

"Patriarch Hu, it turned out to be you, didn't you think you were a little too arrogant when you acted like that just now?"

Just as Qiao Yuan was thinking about it, a hot-tempered monk couldn't help but step forward and question.

The monk had a big shoulder, a round waist, a black beard, and a pair of tiger eyes, and he knew by his appearance that he was a lord who was not easy to provoke.

The most important thing is that his cultivation of the Jindan Great Perfection has spread, and he is full of momentum, if he is replaced by other Jindan late-stage monks, I am afraid that under that momentum alone, his legs will be scared to the point that his legs are weak and numb.

"It turned out to be Zhuang Daoyou, and there were many disturbances in the next, and I also looked at Daoyou Haihan. ”

Hu Gaoyang turned to look at the hot-tempered monk, arched his hand, and said with a humble or arrogant expression.

After saying this, he stopped looking at the monk, and turned to stand behind the silver-robed young man with his hands down, not like a monk of the same generation, but like a slave.

The monks took this scene into their eyes, and couldn't help but secretly guess the identity of the silver-robed young man, and the hot-tempered monk only felt ignored, and the anger in his heart ignited, and he turned his spearhead and shouted at the silver-robed young man.

"The two Daoists acted so arrogantly, disturbing many fellow Daoist cultivators, could it be that Haihan wanted to expose it?"

Some of the monks who had been bored here suddenly became interested, and also echoed two sentences.

But the silver-robed young man looked straight ahead at the fog ahead, and never turned to look at the monk at all.

The hot-tempered monk could no longer suppress his anger, and with a cold light flashing in his eyes, he raised his hand and shot a spell at the silver-robed youth.

Hu Gaoyang's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression suddenly gloomy, and when he was about to throw out the magic weapon to resist, the silver-robed young man took the first step and raised his hand with a palm.

As soon as the palm fell, a golden light suddenly flashed out from his palm, and in an instant, it collided with the spell.

There was a loud bang, the spell was extinguished, the golden light did not disperse, and the speed fell on the monk's chest with great speed.

"Poof......

The hot-tempered monk immediately opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his expression was sluggish, and he quickly retreated a few steps backwards before he stood firm.

At this moment, this person understood that he had encountered a hard stubble, and he was not a stupid person, knowing that it was not a simple person who could hurt himself with one palm, so without saying a word, he turned around and left.

The silver-robed young man had no intention of pursuing, and withdrew his palm, and he continued to stare ahead, with a thoughtful look on his face.

For a moment, many monks cast awe-inspiring glances at the silver-robed young man.

The monk who had just scolded and scolded, and then echoed it, hurriedly flew into the distance, for fear that the man would change his mind and find trouble with them.

When Qiao Yuan saw that scene, his eyes flashed with a strange light, for some reason, he actually felt that the palm that the silver-robed young man casually used was very familiar, but after thinking about it, he didn't know where that familiarity came from.

"Something is wrong......"

Qiao Yuan muttered in a low voice, his gaze fell directly on the silver-robed young man, since that person appeared, he had an intuition that had rarely appeared before, and he inexplicably gave birth to some familiarity.

He had never had this feeling to a stranger, and Qiao Yuan was sure that he really didn't know the silver-robed young man.

"Why?"

Qiao Yuan frowned, constantly thinking about the reason.

Qinglian was keenly aware of Qiao Yuan's abnormality, turned her head to look at him, and asked softly.

"Qiao Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just something that suddenly came to mind. ”

Qiao Yuan came back to his senses, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and showed a hint of a smile.

After saying that, he also understood that he couldn't think of anything about this matter just by thinking about it, so he could only pay more attention to the silver-robed young man in the future, and it would be best to find out his origin.

At this time, Changhong flew in the distance, and when everyone saw the amazing coercion that emanated, they knew that a Yuan Infant Monk had arrived.

Suddenly, all the Jindan stage monks retracted their gaze in unison and tried to avoid it.

However, the silver-robed young man still stood in the area closest to the dense fog, staring ahead.

Changhong approached, turning into three figures, and everyone's expressions were condensed, and it was actually three Yuan Infant monks who came together.

Qiao Yuan glanced at it and didn't know the three people, so he withdrew his gaze and stopped looking.

And the three Yuan Infant Stage monks, seeing that many Jindan Stage monks avoided them, were not moved at all, and flew directly towards the front.

When the three of them flew to the place closest to the dense fog, they saw that the silver-robed young man and Hu Gaoyang were motionless, without any intention of avoiding it.

One of the Infant Monks frowned, but finally did not speak, but landed on a hillside not far away with the other two.

Being able to cultivate to the Yuan Infant Stage, their eyesight is naturally extraordinary, and they can see at a glance that the silver-robed young man, whether it is his dress or temperament, is not an ordinary person, I am afraid that it is not the core disciple of any big sect, or the core of which big family.

Such a person really can't be provoked for a trivial matter, of course, if the silver-robed young man doesn't open his eyes and takes the initiative to provoke them, then the result is different.

Everyone took this scene into their eyes, and couldn't help but have a strong sense of curiosity about the identity of the silver-robed young man.

Turning a blind eye to the three Yuan Infant Stage Monks, I am afraid that there are not many Jindan Stage Monks who have this kind of courage.

ps: I'm sorry.,Xiaolan's side has recently had a blizzard.,Trapped in the mountains.,The regular update chapters have run out.,Can't go home to update.,So it's going to be broken tomorrow.,286 days of continuous updates.,Xiaolan also feels that it's a pity to break more.,Helpless natural disasters.,I'm really sorry.