A piece of perilla leaf

As a member of the Hengshan Sect, Zhao Rong's desire to straighten out the workplace grew ever stronger.
As the saying goes, the martial world is slippery, and people's hearts are complicated.
When it comes to art, our Hengshan Sect is crowded with big shots, the sound of Xiaoxiang's night rain, the study of Guangling San, making quite the noise.
But when it comes to combat strength, who can boast about their DPS(damage per second)?
Even Shangguan Yun, who could be laid out in a second by the demonic sect’s elders, had something to say, "I've been part of a raid against a world Boss, what achievements do you from Mount Heng have?"
"Mr. Yue's sister store from next door is behind in management mode, it needs to align with Alliance Hierarch's five-year plan."
"The direction must be clear."
"We need to focus on combat strength, we need to develop the guild!"
……

Hengshan Sect's Strongest Sword Cultivator

On the Listening Wind Platform of Mount Heng.


The disciples were excited, some puzzled, and some sighed deeply.


At the end of emptiness, a thousand swords crisscrossed.


They were swords of illusion, yet also an unreachable dream.


Such a realm was hard for ordinary people to seek in their lifetime.


When everyone looked at the young Sect Leader, they all harbored a trace of ancient sentiment, as if returning to more than three hundred years ago.


They all felt "People of today do not see the ancient people, yet the green mountain paths remain the same."


The first-generation disciples of Mount Heng probably stared at the founder of their sect years ago, piercing the ever-changing mists, listening to the sword momentum of the divine peak, trying to glimpse the whole picture.


The fractured ancient mirror of three hundred years seemed momentarily whole again.


The youth before them was much like the young founder.


Chapter 140: The Era of the Young Sect Leader! (8.137k)