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.,Meng Jingzhou waved his hand, a confident look on his face: "My carriage is a treasure. Even those powerful cultivators and reclusive old monsters can't use their divine sense to detect this place.",The place they had just passed through was still pouring with rain, while where they were, the sun shone brightly, birds sang, and flowers bloomed. It was as if a peerless sword qi had divided the world into two halves of yin and yang, never to intersect again.。