Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao

At that time, the entire land of Kyushu experienced such rapid changes in its vital energies that people could scarcely keep up. Under the relentless efforts of Golden Cicada, the Power of Humanity finally faced its first major transformation.

The magnificent Han dynasty was about to meet its destiny, perfectly encapsulating the saying, "The great trend of the world is that it unites for a time, then it divides; it divides for a time, then it unites."

"A brilliant era, also the last glory of the Han," Lu Yu said softly, fully aware of what would happen next. Countless heroic figures would soon step onto the stage, writing their chapters on this land, leaving future generations in awe.

However, for the common folk, these heroes' stage was built on their countless bones. The saying, "A general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand soldiers," was not just an empty phrase.

Yet, Lu Yu estimated he wouldn't have the chance to see these talents compete; he had reaped considerable gains on his journey and needed to go back to thoroughly integrate and contemplate the insights on Thunder he had gained, lest he waste such a fortuitous opportunity.

Riding on clouds and mist, it wasn't long before he arrived at the location of Liu Qingyun.

In the dense mountains and forests, Tong Yuan was sweating profusely, while Liu Qingyun, by his side, was earnestly pointing out the deficiencies in his spear techniques. The master and disciple, one teaching diligently, the other learning earnestly, filled Lu Yu with great satisfaction. Perhaps this was what true legacy entailed.

Sensing someone's presence, Liu Qingyun turned around, his stern face breaking into a smile. He greeted Lu Yu with a bow, "Master!"

Lu Yu smiled and said, "A true teacher is indeed one who imparts knowledge, instructs in skills, and resolves doubts. Qingyun, you are doing well, a qualified master." His words were full of praise.

Flattered by his master's compliments, Liu Qingyun said shyly, "This is all I learned from you, Master. You are the true teacher. By the way, did your trip go smoothly?"
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Recalling that his master's trip to Dongting Lake was no mere sightseeing tour, Liu Qingyun asked out of concern.

"The journey was very fruitful and I met quite a few interesting fellow Cultivators. I'll tell you all about it shortly," Lu Yu said softly.

Hearing this, Liu Qingyun was very joyful. He loved hearing Lu Yu recount the stories and secrets of the universe, feeling a mysterious and magnificent world unfolding slowly before him.

The three sat comfortably in the wooden cabin built by Liu Qingyun, as Lu Yu recounted all that he had seen and heard, leaving Liu Qingyun and Tong Yuan utterly fascinated.

"Ancestral Master, how long exactly did Great Chun King live?" Tong Yuan asked curiously.

His little mind could hardly imagine a tree so tall that its leaves were amongst the clouds. Hearing that it experienced spring every eight thousand years and autumn every eight thousand years sounded incredibly impressive.

"I do not know exactly how long he lived, only that he existed even before this universe was formed. When the Dragon Clan still galloped across the earth, he was already as he is now. Countless years have passed, and he remains unchanged," Lu Yu sighed, understanding that for Great Chun King, time seemed to hold no meaning.

The descriptions from Lu Yu left Xiao Tongyuan with his mouth agape. There truly were such beings in the world, and his eyes filled with anticipation for this mysterious and magnificent world.

"After this meeting, I am planning to return to my cave-dwelling to cultivate. I achieved a lot this trip and need to organize what I've learned. Since you've made your decision, continue to teach Tong Yuan well and cherish this bond between master and disciple," Lu Yu said with a tone full of significance.

At this moment, a look of struggle appeared on Liu Qingyun's face, and he looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated to speak.

Spotting the expression on his face, Lu Yu asked, "Is there something else you'd like to ask?"

"Teacher, this disciple would like to ask if, in the future, Tong Yuan wishes to follow the Way of Celestial Immortals, would it still be possible?" As a master, Liu Qingyun inevitably had to consider the future of his disciple.

"Difficult, difficult, difficult, do not think that cultivation is a trivial matter, without grasping the marvelous principles of heaven, earth, and humanity, mere words will leave your mouth dry and your tongue weary!" Lu Yu's feet conjured the Auspicious Clouds, as he rose into the air, his voice lingering, unending in the ears.

Liu Qingyun, however, sighed slightly, for he had understood what Lu Yu meant. If Tong Yuan wished to pursue the Way of Celestial Immortals, it would likely not be smooth.

He understood as well, that not everyone could walk the Way of Celestial Immortals. Through ancient and modern times, numerous brilliant cultivators had proved with their lives the difficulties of this path.

Gently caressing Tong Yuan's head with a hand, Liu Qingyun couldn't help but sigh softly.

Tong Yuan didn't understand why his master was sighing, he could only hurry to look obedient, hoping he had not irritated his master, for in this world, his master was the kindest to him.

"Master, what is it?" Tong Yuan looked up, gazing at his master as he asked.

"It's nothing." Liu Qingyun smiled, thinking to himself that it didn't matter. As long as Tong Yuan was willing, he would do his utmost to help him, feeling no regrets in his heart, and with this thought, his mood suddenly brightened. He seemed to understand why the teacher had brought him to experience the mortal world.

"Aren't you going to practice your spear skills? Didn't you boldly declare that you would some day create a renowned spear technique of your own?" Liu Qingyun said smilingly to Tong Yuan.

"Yes, I have even thought of the name, it will be called Phoenix Homage." Tong Yuan said firmly, his small head tilted up.

"Not only that, I also want to become an Immortal like Master and the Ancestral Master."

"Then you must work hard."

The conversation between master and disciple was dispersed by the breeze through the woods, as if it had never happened, yet it was deeply engrained in Liu Qingyun's heart, so much so that years later, recalling it warmed his heart.

Lu Yu rode the clouds, returning to his long-abandoned hermitage, everything was exactly as he had left it, only missing the boy who used to greet him with a smiling face upon his return.

"I just hope he won't feel too saddened." Lu Yu sighed softly.

Walking into his hermitage, he saw the Enlightenment Tea Tree waving at him, and Lu Yu smiled slightly. He sat down beneath the tea tree and began to enumerate the gains from his journey to Dongting.

The greatest gain was that day when Fuxi used the Eight Trigrams to evolve the Essence of Thunderclap, allowing him a glimpse into the Thunderclap Path. Already possessing Divine Skills of summoning wind and rain, now mastering lightning would elevate his Divine Skills to a new level.

Merging summoning wind and rain with lightning and thunder would undoubtedly be an unrivaled choice for widespread destruction.

Secondly, from the mouth of the Great Chun King, he had obtained many secrets, giving him a deeper understanding of the world, especially of the mysterious Ancestral Master, finally revealing a corner of his mystique, suddenly becoming vivid and lively.

It also brought him quite a few doubts. For instance, Fuxi took the Thunder Seal, claiming it was to repay a favor to Leize Lake, but he did not know in what way it would be done, and the suspicion that the Ancestral Master might be a transmigrator particularly stirred his soul.

He had a premonition that his period of meditation this time would last a long time, hoping that when he awoke, he could still witness the grand era of the Three Kingdoms.