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

Since the four friends from Jiangnan had invited each other, their enthusiasm overflowed naturally.


Zhao Rong followed the main manor lord, with Ren Yingying unhurriedly at his side, they walked through the corridor while appreciating the manor scenery with several other manor lords.


The architecture of Mei Manor was quite quaint.


From the top to the ground, the lattice doors and windows, even a knee-high little gate built into the railing, evoked in him the "Golden Flourishing Age Struggle Picture" by Zhang Zeduan.


With snow covering Lin'an, the pavilions, terraces, and waterside pavilions in Mei Manor were all draped in white robes, with folds undulating on them, and as they walked along, the folds rippled like white waves, sending ripples over each pavilion, each tree, and clusters of cold plums.


Extremely beautiful, a heaven-sent elegance.


Chapter 162: Unparalleled in the World! (9.132k)