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!"
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Hengshan Sect's Strongest Sword Cultivator

Flowers atop a hundred blooms, seen amidst ice and snow so cold.


It is said that the plum blossoms often unfold in the chilly winds of early morning, thriving like piles of snow covering the mountains, and truly, the cold breeze and snowy plum create a magnificent scene in this earthly realm, too abundant to fully appreciate.


After passing the plum grove, a large road completely paved with blue stone slabs leads to a large estate with a vermilion gate and white walls.


These two large characters were inscribed with "Composed by Yu Yunwen."


Zhao Rong stood in front of the vermilion gate, looking up; with a single leap, he could have entered, yet he still had to take the ordinary route.


Looking at the brass ring on the gate, Ren Yingying walked over.


The brass ring was first knocked four times with a pause, then twice with a pause, followed by several rhythmic knocks in succession.


Chapter 161: West Lake Mei Manor (8.484k)_3