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

Feng Buping's words sent a tremor through the hearts of the many Jianghu people at the Liu estate.


They glanced at Feng Buping, then toward Mr. Gu, and again at the figure in green, the Sword God of Xiaoxiang.


With so many top-notch masters present, the strength of the Hengshan Sect had become immeasurable.


A fervor not previously seen flickered in Zhao Rong's eyes as he said warmly,


"Since Mr. Feng is inclined to stay, let him reside here for now. Should he wish to leave later, we of the Hengshan Sect will certainly not stop him."


Feng Buping bowed with his hands clasped and said, "Thank you."


At this time, his Inner Strength was severely depleted, his breath irregular, now long, now short, and extremely unstable.


Several Hengshan disciples approached and led him to a quiet place.


The couple from Mount Hua watched his retreating figure, but Feng Buping never once looked back at them.


Master Fang Zheng softly intoned a "Amitabha".


Chapter 184: The Vicissitudes of the Jianghu, Fleeting Like Passing Clouds (8.224k!)