Xiniu Hezhou, Lu Yu descended from the clouds and saw a verdant range of mountains, everywhere were these towering ancient trees that had grown for who knows how many years, and beneath the trees was a dense thicket of thorns that seemed to have no end in sight.
Lu Yu strolled through the deep forest, only to see the surrounding vegetation seemingly come to life, actively clearing away to both sides, revealing a narrow path. Alas, it was clear that no one had passed this way for years, with wild grass growing up to waist height, and with poisonous insects and mice lurking within.
He hadn't walked for long before he saw a stone stele that had clearly been erected many years ago. It was covered in green moss and severely eroded, but the faint outline of three large characters could still be discerned: Thorn Ridge!
