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

As the young disciples from the Taishan, Kongtong, and Wudang Sects approached the arena, the faint sound of wind chimes from a horse's neck rang out under the autumn breeze.


Accompanied by a crisp trotting of horse hooves.


No need for the coachman to take action.


The young man in the carriage had lifted the cloth curtain early, and although Gu Ji was a person who disliked trouble, seeing the many familiar faces in the town and the bustling atmosphere, he couldn't help but feel elated.


Seeing this, the Li Family people found it difficult to grasp their feelings at the moment.


This scene was not something they could master.


Today's wind was unusual, not only had the prodigies from the major Sects gathered, but also three out of the four great direct disciples had appeared.


The smile on the face of the Li Family elder grew wider, as he casually wiped the sweat from his forehead without a trace.


Episode thirty-three: The Legend of Immortality (8)