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.,"Meng Jingzhou." The carriage owner, like his voice, was a carefree young man, cheerful and amiable, as if he could strike up a conversation with anyone.,Out of respect for the Wudao Sect, the gifted cultivator landed at the foot of the mountain under the guidance of his elders, waiting for the Wudao Sect to begin the examination.。