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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.,Meng Jingzhou claimed to have seen many worldly women, but he had never seen one as beautiful as this. As for Lu Yang, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen was the widowed tofu seller next door.。