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!"
……

Hengshan Sect's Strongest Sword Cultivator

Even if he were to die, he could leave a lasting legacy to the Diancang Sect.


Taking his foremost disciple with him, not only to fulfill the promise of letting him witness,


but also so that he could tend to his master's body.


The clash between the eagles of Diancang naturally required the resolve to fall from the skies.


Two days later, the heavy rain of midsummer gradually abated.


Escorted by fellow sect disciples, Shang Sufeng carried his sword as he left Diancang, Zou Songqing carrying his pack, closely following his master's steps.


Master and disciple left Dali, headed east to Zhen Nan, and then on to Kunming.


Continuing eastward, they followed the tail of midsummer and arrived at Qujing.


The endless drizzle finally came to a stop.


Dust settled with the rainwater, and the sky brightened as clear as a mirror.


Group One: Diancang's Eagle (1)_3