Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

"You're wrong, you're wrong. Even if Chu Mingkong disrupts your destiny with that Yin energy, your inner conflict won't change at all!"

"Who's there!" Zuo Donglu took a few steps back to create distance, and her hairpin transformed into a flying sword.

She had no idea when the Taoist had appeared there, and the surrounding sword cultivators seemed to have vanished without her noticing.

The cemetery was silent, with only her and that evil Taoist priest remaining.

Peng Bao Daoist's face peeked out. His Daoist hat was a bit too high. He stepped out from behind the tombstone, took off his hat, scratched his head, and said irritably:

"It's so itchy! The feeling of breaking through to a higher cultivation level is quite uncomfortable."

Zuo Donglu frowned. On top of Peng Bao Dao Ren's head, another head had grown out, with the same facial features as Peng Bao Dao Ren.

Having long since left the Taoist sect, this once venerable Taoist has now become neither human nor ghost.

"Where were we? Right, your cultivation level will not increase any further. Do you know why? It's because you haven't figured out what your inner conflict is. It's a pity about your talent."

Zuo Donglu remained silent. She rarely spoke to strangers, but her mind was filled with many questions...

What is this evil Taoist priest trying to do? Is he no longer afraid of the Sword Domain? Why is he coming to lecture me?

But Peng Bao Daoren didn't need anyone to chime in, so he spoke on his own:

"Have you noticed that you have lived in the Sword Dynasty for many years and have influenced many sword cultivators without your knowledge? Just take a stroll around the Enlightenment Square and you can make those disciples choke on their words."

But how long will your guilt towards them last? You'll forget about them in the blink of an eye. What you'll always be thinking about is your grandfather and your master.

Your real inner conflict isn't so much about fate, but rather about these two relatives—do they harbor resentment towards you? That's the answer you want to know.

Zuo Donglu didn't know his plans, but she knew she couldn't believe him. This evil Taoist had captured many sword cultivators to refine pills and was a vicious and wicked person.

But what Peng Bao Dao Ren said did indeed strike a chord with Zuo Donglu...

She probably did want to know the answer, to find out from her grandfather and master whether they hated her.

However, Zuo Donglu usually avoids this matter because she is afraid of hearing a disgusted answer.

Peng Bao Daoist's two faces broke into a wicked grin, revealing a mouthful of old, yellow teeth:

"If you are truly so kind-hearted and do not wish to continue to affect your relatives and friends, then do not avoid your inner turmoil. Go and ask them about their sword intent, and their sword intent will give you the answer!"

Sensing that Zuo Donglu's mind was wavering, Peng Bao Dao Ren seized the opportunity. The small array he had secretly set up lit up, and Zuo Donglu's figure disappeared from the spot.

"This Sword Dynasty's sacrificial array is really troublesome. Why can the person in question only offer their sword intent if they want to? It can directly suck the blood of its people and forcibly extract their sword intent, yet it secretly harms these junior sword cultivators and then makes them voluntarily offer their sword intent."

"This forces me to modify this broken little formation for you, and directly teleport this little girl to the grand formation in the sky."

Recently, Taoist Peng Bao has secretly captured more of his disciples and used mind-control pills to make them offer up their sword intent.

Unfortunately, the great formation remained completely still.

Left with no other choice, Peng Bao Dao Ren had to set his sights on Zuo Dong Lu, a target that Li Tai Ran had once been eyeing.

It would be difficult to control a cultivator at Zuo Donglu's level using the Bewitching Pill.

But since she has a knot in her heart, let's be a good person this time and send her to confront her knot.

"Given this girl's fate, entering that chaotic array of sword intent will definitely not end well! I hope you will be willing to sacrifice yourself, otherwise I will have to start thinking about who else I can capture."

Just as Peng Bao Daoist was about to leave and wait for the outcome, a golden rain of swords suddenly poured down from the sword domain in the sky, forming a sword prison that trapped the demonic Daoist.

Balan arrived carrying a sword, her slightly wavy hair fluttering in the wind, like a celestial being suddenly appearing.

"You evil Taoist, most of the disciples who have gone missing recently are your doing! How dare you come out and cause trouble!"

Chu Mingkong also jumped down from the sky, carrying the Moon Eclipse Heavy Sword in his hand.

"Although we haven't really met face-to-face, it's like meeting an old friend in a foreign land. Where did you take that woman?"

Just now, when Chu Mingkong was visiting the Yin-Yang Chaotic Soul Array in the sky, he wondered if he could find out where Zuo Donglu was, and then he happened to see Peng Bao Daoist come out.

They had originally thought that the other party would make a move, and that they and Balan would parachute in to catch him off guard, but to their surprise, he teleported Zuo Donglu away directly.

That shouldn't be the case. The teleportation array had such an obvious aura; even if Zuo Donglu's reaction was slow, she should have had enough time to jump out.

"I won't tell you, guess slowly!" Peng Bao Daoist laughed and summoned his alchemy cauldron again.

“I’m telling you, she went to her ancestor to resolve her inner conflict!” said the little head on Peng Bao Dao Ren’s head.

"Fine, there are only two of you. Don't blame me for using my Three Flowers Gathering at the Top to gang up on you!"

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On the other side, just as Zuo Qiuchi was about to take Empress Ba away.

The countless sword intents within the Yin-Yang Chaos Array suddenly stirred, their demonic nature intensified, and their resentment quickly grew stronger.

Empress Ba turned around in confusion and found that Zuo Donglu had actually appeared in the formation. The sword intent that had existed there for countless years suddenly stirred up because of her appearance.

"Donglu, come out quickly!" Zuo Qiuchi shouted before he could even ask why she had suddenly appeared.

Chapter Fifty is still quite practical.

"Three Flowers Gather at the Top!"

Peng Bao Daoist shouted excitedly, and a series of pills flew into his mouth. The effects of the medicine took hold, and the small head on his head grew to the size of an adult.

Heads grew from head to head, like ripe fruit falling, eventually transforming into three Peng Bao Daoists, each with their own expression, their consciousness seemingly split, each body the size of an elephant.

"This evil Taoist priest actually had a trick up his sleeve!" Balan activated her sword domain, determined to take down this scoundrel in one fell swoop.

The sword domain remained open, which was not what they wanted. This evil Taoist was cautious and unpredictable, and they feared that if the sword domain were dispelled, he would simply leave. However, keeping the sword domain open indefinitely was a huge drain on their resources; eliminating Peng Bao Taoist as soon as possible would allow it to be dispelled sooner.

Without a word, Balan drew her sword and slashed. The sword energy contained her understanding of the longsword in her hand, and the entire sword domain of the Sword Dynasty responded to her. Wherever Balan's skirt fluttered, the golden blade rushed over like a thousand horses. No matter how many clones Peng Bao Daoist created, he was determined to swallow them all in one go.

Peng Bao Dao Ren responded extremely quickly. He chanted incantations to activate the Three Flowers Medicine Scripture, and the scripture expanded and spread out, covered with a dazzling golden light.

A series of rapid clanging sounds rang out as the scriptures were pierced by thousands of sword blades, sending countless sparks flying. However, the scriptures remained unharmed, acting as a giant shield that blocked the attack of the sword domain.

This is also what he relies on to continue his arrogant activities in front of the Sword Domain. Although the Sword Domain contains the blood and sweat of the old sword immortal, and even his remains are filled in, it is ultimately not the peak of the original body. On the other hand, the meaning of a piece of original scripture can be traced back to the ancient world, and it is extremely difficult to damage.

"Original scriptures, do you think this is a joke?" Peng Bao, the hairy Taoist priest, laughed loudly.

"Not bad, not bad. I wonder what kind of peerless divine pills the Sword Immortal will refine!" Peng Bao Daoist, who had a blood pit on his head but was covered in body hair, summoned a large cauldron to take Balan into it.

Balan did not sit idly by and wait for death. His sword flashed repeatedly, denting the cauldron and leaving shocking sword marks. However, the three Peng Bao Daoists had taken pills at the same time, which increased their strength. The cauldron's suction force increased, even swallowing the sword light.

The benefits of taking pills are limited, and the upper limit depends on the body's tolerance. However, since Peng Bao Dao Ren has three bodies, his body's capacity has also increased. The more pills he takes, the more powerful he becomes, with no upper limit in sight.

"I'll treat you to some extreme Yin energy."

Chu Mingkong went all out from the start, swinging his sword at the cauldron. The sword light flew out like a black crescent moon, leaving a trail of purplish-black flames. Wherever the sword light passed, the light was annihilated.

In broad daylight, a long, dark line was drawn across the sky.

"I was prepared for you, kid. It's a pity I failed several times in my attempts to refine the Yin Pill last time, but I have the power of extreme Yang!"

Peng Bao Daoist was prepared. He took out several herbs he had stolen from Yang Valley, used his body as a cauldron, and chewed them to refine elixirs.

It sounded as if a thunderous drumbeat had suddenly risen in the sky, but in reality it was the sound of his stomach churning as he digested.

"vomit--!"

The Taoist Peng Bao, who was refining pills in his stomach, opened his mouth wide like a toad and suddenly shot out a stream of acidic water from his stomach. The acidic water contained a strong Yin energy, which collided with the black sword light. After a violent energy explosion, Chu Mingkong's sword light was neutralized.

"Your trick is quite novel..." Chu Mingkong didn't want to complain, but he didn't let his guard down at all.

The Mysterious Maiden Sword Sutra was activated again, and the enormous Mysterious Maiden Sword that had been displayed that day once again pierced through the sky and clouds. A black python also darted out from Chu Mingkong's sleeve and swiftly attacked Peng Bao Daoist.

Seeing that something was wrong, Peng Bao Daoist used the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top technique again. Small heads grew from the top of each clone, and tiny heads grew from those tiny heads, resulting in three more Peng Bao Daoists appearing as if they had ripened.

Suddenly there were nine of them, but their strength was scattered. Peng Bao Daoist had to keep swallowing pills to replenish his strength, and no one knew exactly how many pills he had prepared.

Some of these Peng Bao Daoists stayed behind to deal with Chu Mingkong and Ba Lan, while a few others ran away.

Their escape route was also very clear: they headed straight for Yanggu Valley, knowing that Chu Mingkong wouldn't dare to get too close to it.

Several small Peng Bao Daoists ran around, devouring everything around them—stones, soil, vegetation, whether ordinary or special—and swallowing them directly into their bellies to refine pills, like a locust swarm passing through.

"Tsk! This is such a waste of time. This Taoist Peng Bao can probably use his clone to escape."

Chu Mingkong was a little annoyed. This sorcerer had so many tricks up his sleeve. He was more concerned about how Zuo Donglu was doing.

He felt that if he were given a little more time, getting rid of this Peng Bao Daoist would be a sure thing. However, Peng Bao Daoist wouldn't just stand there and let him fight. This evil Daoist had fled from Kunlun to the Daoist sect, and even the Buddhist sect couldn't do anything about him. He ended up in the Sword Emperor Dynasty to refine pills and develop his skills.

If Peng Bao Dao Ren has such an ability to create clones, it's hard to say whether the one he first saw was his true self.

He decisively communicated with the consciousness of the White Snake within the black python:

"Bai Niang, do you have any way to deal with this demonic path that keeps 'cracking'?"

[Yes, have that female swordswoman remove her sword domain.]

Now that Master's wife and the Asura King are at the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, Bai Niang's true form can also come over and have some fun.

Chu Mingkong said to Balan, "Balan, release this sword domain, and I'll call a helper over."

"Then didn't Peng Bao Daoist take the opportunity to escape... Alright, I'll leave now." The female sword immortal chose to trust Chu Mingkong's judgment.

The golden sword domain that had enveloped the Sword Emperor Dynasty for many days disappeared. Balan continued to focus on dealing with the clones left behind by Peng Bao Dao Ren. With a slash of sword light, he cleaved several clones into the ground.

Many sword cultivators and guards had already rushed over, but they suddenly sensed an even more powerful aura. They couldn't detect its presence, but their spiritual veins instinctively resisted, and they also heard a rapid crawling sound of a huge object.

snake?

The earth suddenly darkened, and a gigantic white python, as large as a mountain, appeared. The group of sword cultivators looked as insignificant as ants in front of her.

Balandu held his breath, staring wide-eyed at the enormous creature. The scales on the white python split into smaller white pythons, which, like countless white dragons, rushed down and devoured the Peng Bao Daoists.

"What kind of being is this...?"

Chu Mingkong felt that this was already quite obvious friendly forces, but he still reminded Balan:

"This is Bai Niang, one of our own. She will disappear after Peng Bao Dao Ren is dealt with, so there's no need to worry about her."

Several Peng Bao Daoists took the lead and rushed into Yang Valley, cheering loudly and announcing their voices.

"Chu Mingkong, keep chasing after your grandpa! Grandpa's home!"

Just then, a pair of enormous snake eyes stared at the few small creatures in Yang Valley. Even Peng Bao Daoist was stunned. After a brief silence, they began to chatter amongst themselves again:

"An extremely Yin creature? This one is huge? Come on in! I'll see how you're reduced to ashes!"