For the past few days, the Mount Wudang had been decorated with lanterns and banners. Finally, it was no longer cold like before. The four disciples of the Wudang Sect all wore smiles on their faces and were bustling with noise and excitement.

A few days later, all the disciples changed into new clothes and went to the small house at the back of the mountain to respectfully welcome Zhang Sanfeng. Zhang Sanfeng woke up from his meditation and came out.

Today, after Yu Lianzhou finished her practice and breakfast, she walked down the mountain. Not long later, she saw Brother Zhang and his wife from the teahouse coming up the mountain with presents in their hands.

"Big Brother Zhang, sister-in-law, why are you two here?" Yu Lianzhou hurriedly went forward and asked.

"Brother Yu, we're preparing to pay our respects to the old deity." Boss Zhang said with a sigh.

"Alright then. Let's go, I'll send you guys up the mountain."

Yu Lianzhou saw the expressions of the two of them and guessed that something was up, so she took the gifts they were carrying and started leading the way.

"Bro, sorry to trouble you." Boss Zhang said.

"It's no trouble. Sister-in-law's health is not good, so in the future when the weather is so cold, it's better for her to not go out much."

"Yes, yes. You're right. Don't let her out in the future."

Yu Lianzhou saw that Zhang Laoge stopped talking, while Sister-in-law Yun Ling revealed a troubled expression. She was sure that she had guessed it in her heart, but since the two of them didn't say anything, it would be inconvenient for her to ask about it.

An hour later, Yu LianZhou brought the two to Zhang Sanfeng's residence in the front yard. Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng had not entered closed-door training in the past few days, otherwise, who knew how long it would take for them to see Zhang Sanfeng again.

"Teacher, old brother Zhang and his wife are here to greet you."

"Oh, let them in."

When Yu Lianzhou heard Zhang Sanfeng's reply, she led the two into the room and placed the gifts on the table.

"We, husband and wife, greet the old deity." The two of them knelt down and kowtowed.

The two stood up. Yu Lianzhou immediately grabbed a chair for them to sit on. The two of them were restless and stopped talking.

Zhang Sanfeng was an experienced old man, he knew that the two of them had something to talk to him about, so he said, "Dazhu, you are an extremely honest man, do you have any difficulties in life? Don't hesitate to ask.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dazhu said, "Old deity, our lives are still good right now, just .." Zhang Dazhu glanced at his wife beside him.

"What's there to say? We've been married for so many years, and I've never been able to give birth to a man and a woman for Dazhu. I've especially come to find you for me to see." Yun Ling saw her husband hesitating, and tried to persuade her.

Yu Lianzhou thought to herself on the side, so that's how it is. No wonder they always seemed to stop talking, it really wasn't good for others to know about this.

"Oh, Yun Ling, come sit over here and let me take a look at your pulse." Zhang Sanfeng said.

Zhang Sanfeng was not only well-versed in martial arts, but he also read medical books when he was free. As the saying goes, martial arts did not divide families.

Although Zhang Sanfeng's medical skills were not among the best in the world, he was still much better than the average doctor in the martial arts world.

"This is the root of your illness from an early age. Your body has always been poor, and you've also overworked. Later on, I will help you circulate energy, and then I will prescribe some medicine to recuperate your body. You must not overwork yourself, or your body will have difficulty recovering." Zhang Sanfeng told Yun Ling as he felt his pulse.

"Brother Zhang, you can't let sister-in-law get tired from now on." Yu Lian Zhou said hurriedly.

"Alright, alright, I'll definitely listen to that old deity. I definitely won't let her work anymore from now on." Zhang Dazhu said in panic.

"Also, the two of you are not allowed to sleep together for one year." Zhang Sanfeng said again.

When the Zhang family heard this, their faces were filled with awkwardness, especially Yun Ling's.

Yu Lianzhou, who was at the side, could not help but laugh when she saw their expressions.

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Yu Lianzhou sent the two off the mountain, then led Zhang Songxi and Yu Daiyan on a sermon at the foot of Mount Wudang for seven days. After doing good deeds and doing good deeds, they returned to Mount Wudang and informed Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao of their safety before returning to their rooms to rest and meditate to temper their Qi.

The next day, Zhang Sanfeng called Song Yuanqiao and Yu LianZhou over and said, "Today, I'm going to go into seclusion. As for the major and minor matters at Mount Wudang, the two of you have to take care of them and urge Dai Yan and Song Xi to practice martial arts properly. I will come out in a year or so."

Song Yuanqiao said, "Master, this year's ninth day of April is the 70th birthday of your esteemed self. We will call you out of seclusion to congratulate you on your birthday."

As soon as Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he remembered that he was almost seventy years old. It was true that the passage of time was sharp like a knife. Seeing that his two disciples had already grown up, he sighed in his heart and was lost in thought for a moment.

"Master, master, please say something." Song Yuanqiao said when he saw Zhang Sanfeng remaining silent.

"Come call me when the time comes." After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, he did not say another word.

Song Yuanqiao still wanted to ask more questions, but Yu Lianzhou quickly stopped him, saying, "Master, disciple will take his leave."

Zhang Sanfeng acknowledged and waited until they left the room. Song Yuanqiao asked Yu Lianzhou, "Brother, why did you pull me out? Master has yet to instruct me how to extend the birthday celebration?"

"Senior, master has just recalled the past, let's not disturb the old man. The old man is indifferent to fame and fortune, he has cultivated to the point where he can do nothing. No matter what happens, the old man will probably be happy." Yu Lianzhou said.

When Song Yuanqiao heard this, he thought, "That's true. Master is most afraid of being disturbed. In the past years, it was only Master and his disciples who had a reunion dinner, so Master did not say anything."

After the New Year, Mount Wudang regained its tranquility, and no one came to disturb them. In the blink of an eye, several months had passed, and the weather had also become warm. The willow trees on the mountain were beginning to sprout.

In the past three months, Yu Lianzhou did not go down to Mount Wudang again. He thought about how his master had once mentioned that his external techniques were not good enough, so after he meditated and trained every morning, he would carry water and firewood. His legs were tied with sandbags of about ten pounds each, and his wrists were also tied with five pounds of armguards.

At the start, he was so tired that he wanted to fall on the ground and sleep, but he insisted on replacing it with meditating and cultivating. After a month, Yu Lianzhou's body became more and more stable.

Song Yuanqiao did not understand the situation and hurriedly warned Yu Lianzhou not to advance by leaps and bounds in order to pursue power, ignoring the foundation. Yu Lianzhou hurriedly explained the situation to Song Yuanqiao. At first, Song Yuanqiao did not believe it, but after he practiced for a period of time like Yu Lianzhou, he felt that Yu Lianzhou was not lying.

In the following days, on the mountain path of the Wu Dang Mountain, two figures could always be seen carrying firewood and carrying water. They were like nimble monkeys, jumping up and down from east to east on this difficult mountain path.