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"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.,At that moment, he realized this was not the world he knew, nor any dynasty he had ever encountered. This was a world where immense power was concentrated in cultivators.,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."。