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From within the carriage came a man's hearty laughter. Lu Yang accepted the man's kindness, pulled his foot from the mud puddle, and hurriedly got into the carriage.,Over the past decade living in this small town, he had heard tales from the scholar about celestial swords striking heaven's gate, stories of river demons stirring up floods a hundred miles away, and accounts of immortal disciples wielding flying swords to vanquish demons and protect humanity. He had even witnessed slovenly Daoists swindling people, leaping into the sky to escape custody, only to be brought back down by officials who flew after them.,During the conversation, Lu Yang learned that Meng Jingzhou came from a family of cultivators and had a much deeper understanding of cultivation knowledge than Lu Yang.。