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 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.",Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。