Meng Jingzhou burst into laughter. "Lu brother, why not be honest If you were truly just looking for some luck, you wouldn't have walked through the rain to come ask the Wen Dao Sect.",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 voiced his doubts, and Lu Yang explained: "There's no time for you to think. By the time you figure out the answer, those five people would be dead already. I guess what Zongmen is testing isn't whether you choose to save five people or one, but whether you can make a quick decision."。