Song Yu and Liu Yi rode their horses into the Yumen Pass without saying a word. They noticed that there was an endless stream of merchants and travelers coming and going, whether they were people of the Western Regions or people of the Central Plains. It was a bustling scene at the end of the road.

The two of them found a tavern and ordered some food and drinks. They ate at a table, and they heard Song Yuanqiao say, "Brother, it's the new year soon. We should return to Wudang quickly, so that Master won't be left alone on Wudang Mountain."

When Yu Lianzhou heard this, she thought, "That's right, it's almost the new year. After the new year, I'll be 15 years old. Speaking of which, I've been in this world for almost 10 years. Time flies."

"Senior Martial Brother, let's have a good rest today and try our best to hurry back to Wu Dang tomorrow."

Song Yuanqiao nodded. After the two of them had their fill, they stayed at the inn for the entire night. The next day at dawn, the two of them rode their horses towards the Wu Dang Mountain.

...

The owner of the teahouse at the foot of the Wu Dang Mountain tightened his clothes and thought to himself: "It's so cold, it's almost New Year's. It seems like it's time to prepare some new year's gifts and go home to celebrate the new year."

The teahouse was deserted for the past few days. Boss Zhang then told his wife, "Yun Ling, there haven't been many people around recently. We should pack up our stalls and prepare some New Year goods to go home for the new year."

The woman called Yun Ling said, "Alright, we'll listen to you. We won't set up our stall tomorrow. You can go home and celebrate New Year."

The two of them smiled at each other with a face full of warmth. They then packed up their tea set. At this moment, they heard the clatter of horses' hooves coming from the distance. Not long later, they saw two horses coming from the distance.

"Yun Ling, I think Brother Song and Brother Yu have returned." Boss Zhang said to his wife.

In the blink of an eye, the two fast horses stopped in front of the teahouse. Song Yu and Song Yuheng dismounted and heard Song Yuanqiao speak to the teahouse owner, "Brother Zhang, long time no see. You guys are going back."

"Brother Song, you've returned. Ever since I heard that you were in danger on Tianshan Mountain, my wife and I were extremely worried. Also, Old Immortal Zhang has been going down the mountain every so often to find out more about you."

When Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou heard this, they blamed themselves in their hearts. They never thought that their master and elders would be worried because of them.

"Brother Zhang, let's go up the mountain now and report back to Master for his safety. I won't disturb you anymore, I wish you guys a good new year." Yu Lianzhou said.

"Alright, alright. Brothers, be careful. It's not easy to walk on the road up the mountain." Boss Zhang said.

"Thank you for your concern, Big Senior. Let's hurry up and go up the mountain. I'm sure Master is worried sick." Yu Lianzhou turned around and said to Song Yuanqiao.

"OK, let's go. See you, Brother Zhang."

After Song Yuanqiao finished, he rushed up the mountain with Yu Lianzhou.

...

At the back of Wu Dang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng was currently sitting in his room in closed door training, studying martial arts. Zhang Sanfeng had long reached the legendary state of 'one with the world', 'Yin and Yang', and his power was unfathomable. However, right now, he was stuck in front of the Xiantian realm, unable to advance any further.

Zhang Sanfeng cultivated in Taoism, knew that his luck was not yet good, and could not be forced. He also remembered that his own sect was created, but his own disciples practiced the modified version of the Nine Suns Divine Technique, so their future achievements were limited.

"Master, master, eldest senior brother and second senior brother are back. Come out and take a look." Zhang Sanfeng heard his third disciple calling from outside.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard that his first and second disciples had returned, he burst out laughing. In the end, he put down the worries he had hidden deep in his heart, stood up, and walked out of the house.

Pushing the door open, he saw two people kneeling outside the door. It was the two disciples that had returned from their long journey.

"Master, your disciple is unfilial and has caused you to worry." When Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou saw their master come out, they kowtowed and said.

"Quickly get up. It's good that you're back. It's good that you're back." Zhang Sanfeng's face was also filled with joy.

Song Yu and Liu Yi stood up and looked at their master. Only now did they realize that their master had aged and the wrinkles on his face had increased.

"Eh? How come your strength has improved so much?" Zhang Sanfeng sized up the two of them as he asked.

Hearing their Master's surprise, the two of them told Zhang Sanfeng everything that had happened on the Sky Mountain. In the end, they saw Song Yuanqiao take out two items from his bosom and said, "Master, these are the Secret Scriptures of the Dark Nether Divine Palm and Black Ice Art."

When Zhang Sanfeng heard the two of them talk about this, he was also very pleased with the two of them having such good fortune. He was really in line with the saying in "Laozi": "The calamity depends on the blessing of the heavens, the blessing of the earth, the misfortune of the earth." With these words, he took the two secret manuals from Song Yuanqiao and began to carefully read through them.

Song Yu and Liu Yi didn't dare to disturb him. They knew that their master was cultivating by himself, so when they saw the two Martial Arts, they had to study it closely.

An hour later, Zhang Sanfeng closed the book and said, "Daoist Hundred Slaughter Art is indeed extraordinary, to be able to create such a palm technique. An hour later, Zhang Sanfeng closed the book and said," Daoist Hundred Slaughter Art is truly extraordinary, to be able to create such a palm technique.

"Master, what do you mean I should establish my own sect?" Didn't we, Wu Dang, already have the inner force skills to practice it? " Song Yuanqiao said on the side.

"Yuanqiao, although the Nine Yang Art that you're cultivating right now is a first-class martial art, and it belongs to our Wudang Sect." Yuanqiao, although the Nine Yang Art that you're cultivating right now is a first-class martial art, and it belongs to our Wudang Sect. After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, he sighed with emotion for a while before saying:

"Actually, many years ago, I had the idea of creating a martial art mantra of the Martial Arts Sect. Before this, I did not have much progress until I reached the Nascent Realm, and this progress was only faster. Now, the martial arts on the sheepskin cloth has enlightened me a lot, and I'm afraid that I will be able to create this martial art in the near future."

Upon hearing this, Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou were overjoyed. They said, "Congratulations Master, congratulations Master."

"During this period of time, your powers were built up by relying on medicine, which is not good for the future development of martial arts. You will have to stay in Mount Wudang for a year or so to temper your body's true qi and consolidate your foundation." Zhang Sanfeng said to the two of them.

"Yes, Master."

Master and disciple then ate a meal in the main hall and talked for a long time. The next day, Zhang Sanfeng went into closed door cultivation and did not come out until the New Year.