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's simple words, yet they brought warmth to the lonely ghosts of Zhongtiao Mountain.


As Zhao Rong turned to descend the mountain, Feng Buping watched him leave into the distance.


The disciples at the foot of the mountain would usually come up to bring daily necessities and it wasn't that they didn't speak, and Feng Buping had long heard about the extreme battle at Songshan.


Therefore, when Zhao Rong said "I hope this day comes soon," to Feng Buping, it meant hoping that there would be worthy opponents in Jianghu.


His sword heart felt somewhat restless, with a strong wish that he could become the opponent of the Sword God.


Zhao Rong and Qu Feiyan rode their horses leisurely.


"Rong, does Mr. Feng count as someone who's 'smiling proudly across Jianghu'?"


Chapter 199: Pure Land of Life_3