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

They sensibly took seats to the right, and many people gave up their places for them.


The six odd individuals sat beside him.


These six were the ones who had torn the Yang Manual, known to be tough characters to deal with, and hence Yu Canghai didn't say much.


Disciples from various sects stood behind their elders; in the Huashan Sect's area, Yue Ling Shan was whispering to Linghu Chong.


They then looked over at the group of Hengshan Sect disciples.


The little junior sister from Hengshan was communicating with her through eye contact.


Most people inside and outside the main hall had taken their seats when suddenly three loud gunshots were heard at the doorway, followed by eight loud firecrackers bursting in rapid succession.


The Jin Basin Hand Washing Ceremony had begun!


However, not many people had come for the Jin Basin Washing Hands Ceremony today, but for Liu, he only needed witnesses.


Chapter 181: Ancestral Master! (8.631k)_3