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

The west wind howled, and the green flag atop the stone pillar of the Fuwei Escort Agency snapped in the wind.


The great steed from Dawan neighed loudly once again for some unknown reason.


Lin Pingzhi cherished the white horse exceptionally and could not help looking in the direction of the stable upon hearing the noise, "Why is this horse neighing continuously when there's no one around? I hope it hasn't caught some strange illness."


"Didn't your maternal grandfather mention that thieves once stole this horse, hence he's vigilant? It's a fine steed but it's from the Western Regions, far away from our Fuzhou; if people can suffer from adapting to new environments, what about horses?"


Lin Zhennan chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I think it's perfectly fine."


Chapter 167: Open Your Eyes to the World of Martial Arts (8.244k)