Chapter 317 (Return to Ziyun Sect)

The white light of the teleportation array of Guda City Magic Guild kept flashing, and Mu Hao's figure appeared on the teleportation array.

Seeing the busyness of the Magic Guild, even Mu Hao had to sigh that while the Magic Guild gathered wealth and strength on the mainland, it also made great contributions to the prosperity of the mainland.

The opening of the great era of magic has made the infinitely vast distances of the Opres continent no longer out of reach, but not everyone can enjoy this treatment of long-distance space teleportation. The space magic array set up by the Magic Guild on the continent will charge the teleporter a high fee for each space teleportation.

It can be said that the use of space magic circles is a right that only the wealthy and powerful can enjoy on the mainland.

Mu Hao did not hide his identity at this time, but returned to his original appearance. His body was equipped with long black hair over the shoulders, and his faint domineering aura erupted from Mu Hao's eyes with black sunflowers, bringing a sense of depression to the cultivators around him.

After slightly relaxing the power of the divine consciousness, Mu Hao soon discovered that it was not only the cultivators of the Tarot Empire that were teleported to the Magic Guild of Guda City, but there were also many cultivators from major sects on the continent.

Mu Hao was not too surprised about this. Although Mu Hao has been in Qingtian City for nearly three years, Mu Hao has still learned about the matters of Ziyun Sect.

Since the Sanzong of Ziyun Sect, although the Ziyun Mountains have not changed, the Ziyun Sect has long changed things. At this time, the Ziyun Sect is under the control of various major forces on the continent.

Mu Hao did not stay in the Magic Guild of Guda City for more time and slowly walked out of the Magic Guild.

Seeing the numerous gorgeous beast cars parked outside the Magic Guild, Mu Hao's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Compared with Qingtian City, Guda City can only be regarded as a small city that cannot be even smaller. Even a magnificent city like Gild City, Guda City is far inferior to that.

But what Mu Hao saw was that Guda City's prosperity in some aspects has greatly surpassed Qingtian City.

"Your Excellency, are you going to the Ziyun Mountains? I'm honored to be able to serve you?" Seeing Mu Hao walking out of the Magic Guild, the beast coachman in a neat outfit parked at the door of the Magic Guild, he said respectfully to Mu Hao.

After hearing the coachman's words, Mu Hao had already understood why the gorgeous beast cars lined up in front of the Magic Guild's gate. It was obvious that these beast cars were prepared for cultivators from major continents who were heading to Ziyun Sect.

Mu Hao shook his head, rejected the coachman's business, and walked towards the gate of Guda City.

The ground of Qingyan is still there. Walking on the bustling streets of Guda City, Mu Hao couldn't help but recall the scene when he first went to Guda City to participate in the selection of disciples of Ziyun Sect.

At that time, Mu Hao even had a full meal, which was a luxury. Mu Hao, who returned to Guda City again, was already a powerful man on the mainland!

Walking all the way to Guda City Gate, feeling several slight soul power dissipated on his body, Mu Hao couldn't help but sneer in his eyes.

After leaving Guda City, Mu Hao did not reserve any reservations. Under the gaze of many cultivators, he stepped on the void and headed towards the idle courtyard of Ziyun Mountain.

"Saint-level powerhouse!" Seeing Mu Hao slowly moving around the sky, there was no fluctuation of power, but the figure was getting farther and farther away from Guda City. Many cultivators inside and outside Guda City couldn't help but speak in shock.

"He, he is back~~~" Two low-level cultivators outside Guda City seemed extremely excited. Looking at Mu Hao's figure in the sky, tears of excitement appeared in their eyes.

Many practitioners who were not sure of the reason saw the expectation and excitement of the two low-level practitioners, and couldn't help but lean on the two low-level practitioners and said contemptuously: "That saint is something you two can know."

"He is not a saint, he is a disciple of our Ziyun Sect." A low-level swordsman looked expectant and couldn't help but murmur in tears.

"Haha~~~ Ziyun Sect? Your Ziyun Sect has long been dead in name only. I think you are crazy! Don't say that the former leader of your Ziyun Sect, Geranis, is just a high-level magician. Even the Supreme Elder who launched the forbidden spell, is just a warrior. Now you actually say that the saint is a disciple of your Ziyun Sect. I'm really laughing to death." A big man with the power of a high-level cultivator looked disdainful.

"I didn't lie. Although our Ziyun Sect has now been in name only, there are still peerless powerful people in our sect. As long as he is still there, he will lead our Ziyun Sect to glory again." The low-level swordsman seemed a little excited, and hot tears kept flowing from his eyes.

"Perfect strong man? Boy, I think you are tired of living. Do you know what level of cultivator is the title of a level of cultivator? On the continent, only cultivators who have entered the level of enlightenment can be called a peerless strong man." Hearing the low-level swordsman roaring at him excitedly, the forging man with the strength of a high-level cultivator felt that he had lost face and grabbed the arm of the low-level swordsman with the strong wind.

The sudden and severe pain on his arm made the low-priced swordsman flushed, but to everyone's surprise, under the continuous exertion of force of the great man, the low-level swordsman refused to say a word of pain and did not beg for mercy at all.

"Okay, let go of your hand. The powerful cultivator just now was indeed a disciple of Ziyun Sect. He is Mu Hao Mian!" Before he saw him, a woman's sigh came from Guda City.

The forging man's blood was churning by the sigh, and he let go of his hand holding the low-level swordsman of Ziyun Sect with fear.

"Mu Hao, the Mu family of the Taro Empire!" Many cultivators heard the sigh from the city, and their faces showed horror.

"Impossible! Ziyun Sect is no longer there, and Mu Haomien has already established a new branch. Now he is an earl of the Tarot Empire, how can he still be considered a disciple of Ziyun Sect?" The forging man looked incredible.

"Extremely stupid! Only those who have no brains can say such things like you. Although the San Sect of Ziyun Sect has not disappeared, even the major forces on the mainland must recognize that the Ziyun Sect is still alive. With you, a high-level body suffocator, you dare to say that the Ziyun Sect is no longer there." In the slight chaos of the city gate, a group of female cultivators in white robes appeared, and the middle-aged woman in the head spoke crisp words.

"People from Lingxiao Sect!" Seeing a group of female cultivators carrying flying swords on their backs, the cultivators outside the city unconsciously took a few steps back and did not dare to look at each other directly.

As one of the ten major sects on the continent, Lingxiao Sect has no one dares to underestimate its reputation on the continent. However, unlike other sects, all the cultivators of Lingxiao Sect are female cultivators.

On the mainland, there is no one who dares to provoke Lingxiao Sect. Compared with male cultivators, the female cultivators of Lingxiao Sect are more ruthless. It is common for them to draw the sword to face each other if they are dissatisfied.

Seeing the low-level swordsman of Ziyun Sect, he stood stunned and stood there. The middle-aged woman standing in front of Lingxiao Sect asked lightly: "You have nothing to do, are you?"

After a long time, the low-level swordsman reacted and shook his head in horror.

Feeling the faint murderous intent of the female cultivators of Lingxiao Sect, even the forging man who had just looked dissatisfied, lowered his head.

The middle-aged woman with black hair saw that all the cultivators outside Guda City looked cautious and careful, and couldn't help but sigh and took the female cultivators of Lingxiao Sect to slowly leave.

"Three Elder, there is nothing wrong with what the rash man said just now! The Ziyun Sect has clearly scattered the sect. Why do you still say that the Ziyun Sect still exists?" As the female cultivators of Lingxiao Pavilion gradually walked away, a girl with a slightly chilling expression on her face looked puzzled.

"Xin'er, do you know why the name of Ziyun Sect has been repeatedly mentioned?" The middle-aged woman seemed to be thinking about something in her eyes.

The girl with a cold face shook her head in confusion: "There are many sects that have been destroyed on the mainland, but I have never seen a sect like Xiang Ziyun Sect. At present, the Ziyun Mountains are under the control of all forces on the mainland, but the name Ziyun Sect has never been forgotten. On the contrary, over the past year, Ziyun Sect has been mentioned! Even if there is a strange place like Ziyun Mountains, this should not happen."

"What did you see in the eyes of the two low-level cultivators of Ziyun Sect just now?" The middle-aged woman did not immediately answer the words of the girl behind her, but asked the cultivators behind her.

The girls recalled the scene slightly, and some people showed a little enlightenment on their faces.

"It should be excitement and expectation!" The girl with a cold face seemed to understand something.

The middle-aged woman nodded seriously: "Yes, it's just this kind of expectation that the name of Ziyun Sect cannot be erased on the continent! The two disciples of Ziyun Sect who had no way out just now seemed to tell us that as long as Mu Hao exists, Ziyun Sect will have a chance to turn over! In the hearts of the disciples who are wandering outside of Ziyun Sect, Mu Hao is equivalent to their spiritual pillar!"

"How could this happen? The Mu family has established its own business and has been awarded a title in the Taro Empire. In the past three years, there has never been any rumors in the mainland that the Mu family interfered in the Ziyun Sect!" Not only was the cold-looking girl, but even the other cultivators of the Lingxiao Sect looked puzzled.

The middle-aged woman sighed: "The Ziyun Sect has a recreation of Mu Hao. Even if Mu Hao had all kinds of unhappy rumors in the Ziyun Sect, he could not erase his relationship with the Ziyun Sect! Mu Hao left Ziyun Sect and went to Qingtian City for a big reason, which was because he could not help himself. At that time, Mu Hao's power was not enough to reverse the entire situation, but now it is different. Although the Mu family has never interfered in the Ziyun Sect in the past two years, its potential impact on the Ziyun Sect is immeasurable! What's more, Mu Hao has never announced his withdrawal from Ziyun Sect in public."

"So, Mu Hao is still a disciple of Ziyun Sect now?" Among the girls, some people couldn't help but show fear.

"He has always been a disciple of Ziyun Sect! As long as he is here, the major forces on the mainland, including us, must recognize the existence of Ziyun Sect. Although Mu Hao's return to Ziyun Sect this time may be related to the opening of the Yin-Yang Realm, I always have a feeling that Mu Hao's return to Ziyun Sect may bring a huge storm in the Ziyun Mountains!" When the middle-aged woman spoke, her face showed a strong look of worry.

"It's impossible. The Ziyun Mountains belong to the major sects on the continent and are in charge of the forces. It is an unchangeable fact. Even if Mu Hao has a huge combat power, he will not be enemies with all the forces! With the opening of the Yin-Yang Realm, many forces on the continent have sent cultivators to compete in the sect. If something happens at this time, I'm afraid~~~" The girl behind the middle-aged woman looked frightened.

"I just hope that nothing will happen! We have to hurry to the Ziyun Mountains. When Mu Hao enters the Ziyun Mountains, we must inform the major sects in advance, otherwise there may be unimaginable consequences." The middle-aged woman waved a white sword cloud with her right hand, drifted up with one foot, and flew up quickly towards the surging place of purple clouds in the distance.

Seeing the middle-aged woman walking on the sword, many female cultivators following the woman did not dare to neglect them. They all detached the flying sword behind them and walked on the sword.

Seeing the clouds surging under his feet and the cold girl seemed to have thought of something: "Three Elders, Mu Hao has the power of a divine walker in the legend. Do you think he is really a great monk?"

A glimmer flashed in the middle-aged woman's eyes: "It is absolutely true that Mu Hao defeated Uppabo, who had entered the realm of divine movement in the ancient god battlefield. I just used the power of my divine consciousness to investigate him in the city, but I could not see his cultivation at all. I think his current power is already very terrifying."

When all the female cultivators of Lingxiao Sect changed their qualities when they heard the middle-aged woman's words.

As the third elder of Lingxiao Sect, Ling Muqing has already entered the tribulation period of cultivators. Even if he has become a priest, his power is not inferior to those of other cultivation systems. The power of a cultivator's spiritual sense cannot detect Mu Hao's cultivation, which many children of Lingxiao Sect dare not believe.

Feeling the purple clouds floating beside him, Mu Hao looked at the dense buildings in the Ziyun Mountains below, and couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart.

At this time, the Ziyun Mountains were completely filled with jade buildings, spiritual plants, ancient trees, and flowing water. They looked like a fairy treasure land. Compared with the Ziyun Sect that Mu Hao had remembered before, the Ziyun Mountains at this time were even more spiritual, just like a holy place for cultivation.

Just as Mu Hao looked at the Ziyun Mountains under his feet, a green rainbow flashed rapidly at Mu Hao in the sky, and a low shout rang out in the sky: "Which sect are you a cultivator? Don't you know that flying is not allowed over the Ziyun Mountains?"

Mu Hao saw the young sword cultivator wearing a green steel sword appearing not far in front of him, and a strange look appeared on his face.

In Mu Hao's opinion, the cultivator in front of him was only a mid-stage warrior in the Nascent Soul stage. What surprised Mu Hao was that when the Nascent Soul stage cultivator in front of him saw that he was stepping on the void, he not only did not have a trace of cowardice, but his eyes looked at him with a strong sense of arrogance. This is really not common in the cultivator system that respects strength as the most in the Opres Continent.

Seeing Mu Hao not speaking, the young sword cultivator wearing a purple robe couldn't help but look dark: "Why should I ask you? Don't think you are a saint just because you can't afford it. In this Ziyun Mountain Range, even if you are a saint, you must abide by the rules set by major sects. If you don't report it to the sect, don't blame me for using the Zixia Sword Order." After that, the young sword cultivator had a sneer on his face, as if waiting for Mu Hao to compromise with him.

"I am Mu Hao, a disciple of Ziyun Sect." Mu Hao looked extremely calm when he looked at the young sword cultivator.

"Disciple of Ziyun Sect?" The young sword cultivator was still a little confused the moment before, but when he realized Mu Hao's name, his face changed.

Before the young sword cultivator could speak again, Mu Hao's body had disappeared from the sky with golden light flashing, falling straight to the foot of the Wanpox Peak.

When the young sword cultivator reacted, he had almost no hesitation. He quickly untied a sword order with a slight purple light from his waist, and waved his hand to throw it towards the sky.

"Swoosh!" The purple sword made the clouds surge, and the harsh sword roared continuously over the Ziyun Mountains, emitting purple flying rainbows.

Without paying attention to the actions of the young sword cultivator, Mu Hao looked at the yellow stone steps leading directly to the top of Wandu Peak, and a hint of curiosity appeared in his eyes.

Mu Hao could clearly feel that the yellow stone steps contained dense gravity. If there was no peak power of the Warrior, as long as he stepped on the stone steps, his body would be crushed by the dense gravity contained on the stone steps.

"Buzz~~~" The stone steps were in turmoil, but it did not have any impact on Mu Hao.

Looking at the mountains on both sides of the stone steps, Mu Hao couldn't help but fall into memories.

As the Zixia Sword Order rotated over the Ziyun Mountain Range, many cultivators in the Ziyun Mountain Range couldn't help but smile in their eyes. I don't know which unlucky guy offended the major sects and established a sword order law enforcement team.

In less than twenty breaths, hundreds of colorful clouds emerged from all over the Ziyun Mountains, gathering towards the sky of the Ziyun Mountains.

"Xiao Miyun, how many times have I told you that during the Mainland sect competition, don't use the Zixia Sword Order easily. Doing this will easily cause panic among cultivators who come to the Ziyun Mountains to participate in the sect competition!" An old man wearing a purple robe with a holy level cultivation came to the young sword cultivator with an angry look on his face.

"Elder Chu Fan, I just saw someone." The young sword cultivator looked at the direction of Wan Du Peak, with a distracted look on his face.

"Xiao Miyun, where is there a figure here? Even if you are a disciple of Wanjian Sect, you have no right to mobilize the sword order law enforcement team without authorization. If you cannot explain the matter of Zixia Sword Order today, I will definitely tell the Elder Pavilion about this matter." The old man in purple robe looked dissatisfied.

"He said he was Mu Hao, a disciple of Ziyun Sect, and he was heading towards Wandu Peak." The young sword cultivator looked at the yellow stairs on Wandu Peak that reached the top of the peak, with solemnity in his eyes.

"Mu Hao!" At this time, not only the old man in purple robe, but the hundreds of warriors present were shocked when they heard the words of the young sword cultivator.

"Go and look at Wan Du Peak, don't provoke him easily. I'll go to the Elder Pavilion to inform you of this matter." The old man did not hesitate at all, and his body shot towards the top of Ziyun Mountain quickly.

It seemed that he realized the seriousness of the matter. Hundreds of warriors turned into various rays of light and flew towards Wanpo Peak, and even Xiao Miyun, who had just looked arrogant, was no exception.

Just as Mu Hao walked towards the top of Wandu Peak with a calm expression, he suddenly felt the heavy footsteps behind him.

"Friend, wait a moment, you also want to enter the Yin-Yang Realm, right?" A rough-looking big man shouted at Mu Hao while running behind Mu Hao.

Hearing someone calling him, Mu Hao stopped walking on the gravity stone steps and looked behind him.

At this time, the big red-faced man had already run to Mu Hao, and his strong aura continued to emanate from the big red-faced man's strong body.

"Looking at this gravity stone step is like walking in the garden, but I can't feel the power on you. Are you a body refiner?" The big man saw Mu Hao's calm face, and a slight embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Is there any difference between a body refiner?" Although the great man could not see Mu Hao's cultivation, Mu Hao was very sure that the burly man in front of him was one of the few cultivators who became saints in the body who became physical saints.
To be continued...