In addition, Meng Xiuyuan and the three others have extraordinary skills. Even Xiao Zhao, a girl who has lived in Cui Valley for four or five years, has developed extremely advanced kung fu.

Therefore, this journey can be said to be smooth sailing. Riding on horseback, the three of them arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain without experiencing too many things worth mentioning.

"Did the young master grow up on this mountain? But this mountain doesn't look any different. How could it have raised a person like the young master..."

Xiao Zhao looked up at Wudang Mountain with some confusion and emotion.

After all, in her mind, an extraordinary person like Meng Xiuyuan must have a very powerful origin. Therefore, whenever Meng Xiuyuan mentioned life on Wudang Mountain in the past, Xiao Zhao always yearned for it and was quite fascinated by and curious about Wudang Mountain.

But when I saw it today, for Xiao Zhao, who was used to seeing towering mountains in the Kunlun Mountains, there was nothing too unexpected about Wudang Mountain, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Meng Xiuyuan smiled when he heard this and joked to Xiao Zhao:

"The mountain is not high, if there are immortals, it will be spiritual."

My achievements today are all due to the guidance of a god on Wudang Mountain.

Let's go up the mountain quickly. If he happens to be in retreat, I might be able to take you to pay a visit to this old god."

With that said, Meng Xiuyuan did not wait for the two girls behind him, directly raised his Qi and started to use Qing Gong, floating up the mountain road like a breeze.

After being away for five years, Meng Xiuyuan actually already missed home.

But what Meng Xiuyuan didn't expect was that he ran all the way up, and before he reached the mountain gate, he suddenly heard his master calling his name:

"Xiuyuan..."

This sound came from the inner force. Although it was very clear to the ears, it was difficult to follow its direction. Therefore, Meng Xiuyuan had to stop and look around, searching for the master's figure.

The strange thing was that he looked around and found no one in front of or behind him, which made him a little anxious for a moment.

Fortunately, at this time another voice came:

"Junior brother, you are back. Master and I are above you."

Meng Xiuyuan hurriedly looked up following the sound, and sure enough, he saw his master and senior brother standing on the edge of a prominent cliff high up, looking at him with a smile.

"Master! Senior brother!"

Meng Xiuyuan happily greeted him, and while he was speaking, he used Qing Kung Fu to fly towards the mountain wall beside him. This Wudang Mountain is much easier to climb than the Kunlun Cliff. Meng Xiuyuan didn't even have to stretch his hands, he just stood on the toes of the mountain.

After using the wall for a few times, he flew up to the cliff.

"Master, why are you here? Are you instructing senior brother in martial arts?"

Meng Xiuyuan saw that both of them were holding wooden swords in their hands, so he speculated.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and nodded when he heard this, looking at Meng Xiuyuan kindly with his eyes. But Song Yuanqiao on the side waved his hand and explained:

"No, Master received your letter and knew that you would be coming back around this time, so he practiced martial arts and boxing here every day.

Calculating carefully, it has been more than half a month.

I just happened to have some questions when I was practicing sword practice today, so I came to ask the teacher..."

As he said that, the senior brother pointed in the direction of the cliff and said:

"Have you not noticed that looking down from here, you can clearly see most of the way up the mountain?"

Meng Xiuyuan took a deep breath when he heard this. He was very moved, but even more guilty:

"Master, my disciple is unfilial. He will be away for five years..."

Seeing this situation, Zhang Sanfeng did not let Meng Xiuyuan continue speaking, and interrupted with a gentle voice:

"What are you talking about? You're already back, aren't you?

Just come back."

As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng waved to Meng Xiuyuan and smiled kindly:

"Come, master will teach you a good set of martial arts.

After so many years of creating this skill, I finally succeeded. I feel that it is quite good, so I am very proud of it.

Your fellow seniors have all learned this a long time ago, you are the only one missing.

I'm anxiously waiting for you to come back, just because I want you to help judge.

Look how good your master is in this kung fu..."

As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng had already set up his stance and continued to perform each move.

Meng Xiuyuan understood the situation and didn't say much. He just gathered his thoughts and carefully followed the master's movements to imitate and learn bit by bit.

The setting sun cast its slant light on the cliff, reflecting two long figures.

Song Yuanqiao stood aside and watched this scene with a smile, feeling that although time had passed, everything was still the same as it was twenty years ago.
Chapter completed!