Federation, My Federation…
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Su Changfa, Professor Mo Xuan, and Lu Zui took turns to show up. Their knowledge flowed into Lu Qingchen's memory and soul like a stream.
"True patriots don't need flowers, cheers, or medals. They don't need anyone's approval in any form. They don't even need to be misunderstood, forgotten by the people they protect, or buried in the dust of history.
Lu Zui said solemnly, "The strength of the motherland is the best compliment for him.
"Lonely Yin does not grow; solitary Yang does not grow. Yin and Yang harmonize. This is the most perfect form of coexistence between cultivators and the great dao of cultivation."
Su Changfa said, "Qingchen, when you fully understand this principle and can freely switch between cultivation and immortality, and even completely abandon the restraints of the two narrow concepts of 'cultivation' and 'cultivation', it will be the day when you break out of your seclusion and realize your true self!"