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

Zhao Rong spurred his horse on the journey, and a day later, he had entered the heart of the Central Plains, reaching the banks of the Yellow River.


He stayed one night in Mouzhou, then the next morning he headed straight east towards Bianliang.


This trip was just seventy li. He left Mouzhou City in the morning, hearing the clanking construction noises. When he entered Bianliang, the sun had dipped below the hills, and the Iron Pagoda wrapped in clouds was already in sight.


The so-called splendid Five Phoenix Tower, since ancient times, the state of emperors.


Although Bianjing was no longer at its most flourishing, it still was a bustling metropolis.


Passing the Sui Dyke and willows shrouded in mist, Zhao Rong rode into the city, his eyes catching sight of the painted pavilions and brothels, their windows bedecked with pearl curtains.


Chapter 191: Visitors from Gusu