Chu Nanfeng felt heartbroken when Ma Xilan was suffering from his flesh and blood, and sad when his appearance changed drastically. He was unbearable to the pain of not being able to see him. He felt the pain Ma Xilan had suffered for more than ten years, and was sad when holding the letter paper in his hand.

After a long time, Fang Zi came back to his senses, put the letter paper in his hand on the long table beside him, and took out the last piece of letter paper from the envelope. He saw that the letter paper was covered with blood. He couldn't help but feel shocked. In amazement, he opened the letter paper, and looked carefully in the blood. He opened his eyes and opened his eyes:

Xilan was fortunate to be born in an imperial family. It was not fortunate to be frugal and frugal, but fortunate to be able to be taught by famous teachers, high scholars, and practice literature and martial arts. Knowing fame and fortune are burdened by them, and knowing what they are true to their original hearts. Fortunately, they met the south wind of Chu Lang, who knew each other and admired each other. When they wanted to have a good relationship, they did not expect that the palace and court changed their strength and fought with each other, which led to serious injuries and death. They were saved by Master Xuanyin and could survive. However, they were in their prime.

Xilan knew that the southern wind had a true heart, but he was ashamed of himself, so he did not dare to meet him. He drew his sword in anger and pleased my heart. In his gratitude, he was embarrassed to be close to the world, and he was weak in love, but he wanted to die to relieve his suffering. He also got the master to save and enlighten him. He knew that the true love was not the way of day and night, the white clouds and bright moon, but like my eyes, he could comfort my heart.

The great kindness of Master Meng, who was born in the immortal world, and was in a state of dying life, and had to breathe for several years. Xilan dared not let the Master down, and he kept thinking about how long he lived, and prayed for peace in the south wind. However, his soul power was exhausted recently, and he thought that the time was approaching, so he sent a letter to the south wind, but he wanted to have no regrets in the underworld.

Alas, how can fate be like this? With Xilan's useless body, I, my teacher Yi Gong, left here. Xilan will not refuse to die.

After writing this, there was no more handwriting behind it. Looking at the letter with blood like a sacrifice, Chu Nanfeng was thundering, but he felt the illusion in front of him. As his heart was turning, the Adam's apple became hot and a mouthful of blood was spurting out. He couldn't stand up and rushed forward with his feet, just holding on to the long desk before he could fall, but he also knocked the round pier and made a rolling sound.

But when he heard a "Huh" sound outside the wooden house, a female shouted, "Who is it?" It turned out that the nuns in the temple had finished chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha's name. As soon as they arrived in the backyard to rest, they heard the sound in the wooden house. The abbot Su Ru asked.

But seeing that no one in the room reacted, the nuns looked at each other, and Master Su Ru frowned slightly and said suspiciously: "It should be the sound of the round pier rolling... Miaojing, go and see." Although it was not late at night, the quietness in the temple and the sound of the round pier rolling upside down was particularly clear, not to mention Master Su Ru's cultivation of spiritual consciousness.

Miaojing stepped forward and was about to push the door, but when she heard a "creak" sound, the wooden door opened and couldn't help but take a step back. She saw a middle-aged man wearing a green robe with blood on his mouth walking out. Miaojing was stunned and asked, "Who is the donor? Why are you in the house of Mr. Chu?"

But seeing Chu Nanfeng walking forward in a daze, as if he hadn't heard of his question, Miaojing grabbed Chu Nanfeng's shoulder. His right hand had not touched his robe yet. He felt a huge force coming, and he couldn't help but retreat. He couldn't stop his momentum while dancing with his hands and fell to the bamboo forest. Miaojing was just Guyuan's cultivation, but was shocked to the ground in Chu Nanfeng's subconscious self-protection.

All the nuns standing in front of the tiled house were shocked. When the abbot Su Ru saw that Chu Nanfeng had not moved, he was shocked Miaojing and fell down. He knew that he had met a master, but he wanted to be a magnificent Buddhist sect and could not allow anyone to go in and out at will. Besides, it was a nunnery. His face darkened and was about to stop him, but he heard Miaohui beside him say, "Master, he...he is the benefactor who smells the incense..."

"Oh?" Master Su Ru paused, looked at Chu Nanfeng who had already reached the wall of the Buddhist temple, and said, "This donor, please stay..."

Chu Nanfeng was heartbroken at this time. From Ma Xilan's handbook, Yi Wuwei's kind smile appeared in his mind, recalling the little things that happened between the past and Yi Wuwei, two lines of tears rolled down, and he seemed to have never heard of Su Ru and others' words.

Seeing that he had not answered, Su Ru frowned and strode behind Chu Nanfeng, and said, "Donor Stay." At the same time, he also took action to grab Chu Nanfeng's right shoulder, but only used 70% of his strength. Chu Nanfeng felt a strong wind coming from behind him, without looking back, and his body passed through the courtyard wall like lightning, and he could not see any figure at all.

Master Su Ru, who was holding the hollow with one hand, stood in a daze, and knew that his martial arts skills were too much inferior to Chu Nanfeng. After a while, he chanted: "Sin, sin, Namo Amitabha."

Xu Wenxiang, who had just arrived at the pavilion outside the bamboo forest, saw Chu Nanfeng's mouth with blood, and walked out of the bamboo forest path in a daze. He was shocked and rushed forward and said in surprise: "My benefactor... it's the master and the others..." She naturally thought Chu Nanfeng was injured by the nuns in the "Fairy Aunt".

Chu Nanfeng shook his head and smiled miserably, "It's not their business... Did Old Man Yang find it?"

"I have come here and am waiting on the island east at this time."

"Okay." Chu Nanfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hands: "Then let him sail to Mowang Island."

Xu Wenxiang looked at Chu Nanfeng, who still had tears on his face, but knew that the man was bleeding but not crying. He thought that the benefactor was extremely heartbroken. When he felt something touched, he took Chu Nanfeng to the island with tears in his arms.

Under the moonlight, two small boats were parked on the shore of the island. An old man over 60 years old was standing on the bow of one of the boats. When he saw Chu Nanfeng and Xu Wenxiang arrive, the old man said to Xu Wenxiang: "Miss from the Xu family, can you leave?"

Xu Wenxiang nodded and said, "It's OK, please lead the way forward." After saying that, he jumped onto his fishing boat with Chu Nanfeng, picked up a long pole and rowed the boat, and followed the old man Yang's boat.

At this time, the moonlight was bright, reflecting the lake surface, and sometimes fish jumped over the lake surface in the night, making a "thump" sound, and the water splashed ripples. Following Old Man Yang's boat, he meandered straight and straight through the lake islands of various shapes. After a long time, Old Man Yang, who was sailing to guide the road, slowed down the boat, pointed to the island with continuous trees not far away, and said, "My girl from Xu family, I sent your master to this island during the day."

Xu Wenxiang looked at Chu Nanfeng, but when he saw Chu Nanfeng nodding, he said to Old Man Yang: "Okay, Uncle Yang, but you can go back first." In his words, he took out a string of copper coins from his waist and handed them to Old Man Yang who was walking along the boat: "Thank you, Uncle Yang." Old Man Yang was not polite, took the copper coins, turned the bow of the boat and left.

After half a cup of tea, Xu Wenxiang stopped the boat on the edge of the island, and with Mowang Island on Chu Nanfeng, I thought that there were few people coming up on this island and could not see a path to the island. There were weeds under towering trees. Chu Nanfeng led Xu Wenxiang through the forest. Occasionally, the night birds that were alarmed flew up and made short chirpings.

After walking for a while, they walked out of the woods and saw an empty place in front of them, planting strange flowers and plants. A wooden house was built near the woods to the south. Chu Nanfeng was in a state of great emotion. He looked at the wooden house more than ten feet away for a long time, but he did not go to the wooden house. With his cultivation, he realized that the wooden house was empty.

Looking around, I saw a small open space among the flowers ten feet north of the north. I hesitated for a moment and walked slowly forward. But I saw a pile of loess arched in the open space. There was a stone tablet in front of the mound. Chu Nanfeng remembered Ma Xilan's writing, "My teacher Yi Gong drove away from the crane." He felt a little secret, and he walked to the monument with difficulty. But when he saw the words engraved on the monument, his feet softened, and he knelt on the ground "pitched" as his lips shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, murmured: "Master..." Tears surged out.

"My benefactor..." Xu Wenxiang was shocked when he saw this. He raised his eyes to look at the stone tablet, and saw "Disciple Chu Nanfeng, Ma Xilan cried and took the stone" inscribed on it. Xu Wenxiang vaguely guessed that the identity of the person in the tomb, or his master, could not help but cry and kneel down on the ground.

At this time, a quiet and sad sound of flute came from the north. Chu Nanfeng was shocked and kowtowed to Yi Wuwei's tombstone three times. Then he stood up and jumped to the place where the flute sound came.

After passing through the woods in the north, I saw a woman in green clothes and white hair standing on an island reef two meters high near the lake. She raised her flute to play against the lake under the moonlight. The sound of the flute was like a lonely geese circling and crying like a song or crying; and if she was flapping her wings and flying in the thunderstorm, she felt sad and regretful; the sad and unyielding flute sound actually led the night birds in the forest to leave their nests and flew low above the woman.

Chu Nanfeng slowly approached, and when he stopped five feet away from the rock, his divine thoughts moved and he had already explored the cultivation of the woman on the island rock. He was all there in those who were practicing the "Taisu Heart Sutra". He suddenly confirmed that the person he had followed was Ma Xilan, who had been thinking about for seventeen years, and his heart was suddenly filled with sadness and joy.

The sound of the flute passed slowly, but I saw the woman standing silently in the wind. After a long time, I sighed and whispered:

"The thousand islands have only lonely shadows. The past is filled with tears. The moon is full of thoughts, and the waves are in the sad place.

The flowers wither and the beauty is full of beauty. The most unbearable, the wisps of the morning and evening. The wild geese have also gone northwest, but they have not dared to love. I send you a message... Chu Lang... the south wind..."

Chu Nanfeng was already crying and called out in grief: "Luyi..."

But when the woman heard the sound of "Luyi", she couldn't help but respond: "Nan Feng..." as if she noticed something, her body suddenly shook and looked back suddenly. But she saw someone standing in front of her, with tears on her eyes looking at her, but she was a person who was obsessed with her in her heart.

The woman was Ma Xilan, who was stunned for a moment in a dream. She rubbed her eyes with her hands, suddenly covered her face and cried sadly, squatted down, picked up the hat placed on the rock, turned around and jumped down the rock, but felt her right arm tightening, and her body was already hugged by Chu Nanfeng. Only a gentle voice could be heard in her ears: "No matter what you become, as long as you are alive, we cannot separate..."

In that moment, Ma Xilan felt warm in her heart. The suffering of seventeen years of age was mixed with tears. She hugged Chu Nanfeng and cried bitterly. Not far away, Xu Wenxiang, who was following him, rolled down and turned around and ran away to the wooden house in the forest.

After a long time, Ma Xilan stopped crying and even swallowed: "Mr.com..."

Chu Nanfeng patted her on the back and whispered: "I know, I just hope you don't let your teacher down."

Chu Nanfeng remembered the assertion that Mu Daocheng had told Master Jue that "there are immortal shadows in thousands of mountains and rivers, and the twelve springs and autumns are gone invisible." He guessed that it was Master Yi Wuwei who consumed all his cultivation and saved Ma Xilan's life.

Ma Xilan gently left Chu Nanfeng's arms, looked up at Chu Nanfeng, and saw the blood on his mouth. He knew that Chu Nanfeng must have seen Yi Wuwei's burial place, and was caused by the pain and vomiting blood. When he reached out to wipe the blood, tears flowed down again.

Chu Nanfeng held up Ma Xilan's once beautiful and old and haggard face with his hands. He felt very sad and pity, and said softly: "Master's efforts are to let us meet today..."

Ma Xilan nodded, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, pulled Chu Nanfeng to sit on the rock, and told Chu Nanfeng about the past.

When Ma Xilan returned to the mansion, she found that her skills had subsided. Knowing that something was wrong, she ordered her personal maid to rush to the Tongbao Pavilion branch to try to inform Chu Nanfeng. Shortly after the maid left, more than 20 masked assassins rushed into the mansion and fought desperately before breaking out of the siege. When she left the palace and fled to a lake in the city, she fainted. After waking up, she found herself on the Dragon King Island of Fairy Lake.

It turned out that when Xian Gunnun became the abbot, Master Xuanyin happened to travel to Changsha County. He found Ma Xilan fainting by the lake and helped him. He was poisoned by the "Qian Ji San" and eroded the seven souls within twelve hours, causing the human energy to be exhausted and his strength to die. At the same time, as the essence, qi and blood disappear, his face will also age.

Master Xuanyin practiced Buddhist techniques and his cultivation was already at the top of the mountain of Divine Thoughts. But he saw a man who was as old as a flower and jade, who had aged rapidly within a few hours. He thought that he had been hit by poison that damages the energy. Only the pure and thick essence could protect Ma Xilan's life.

If an ordinary person is not willing to waste his hard work and practice to save Ma Xilan. Master Xuanyin has already realized the true meaning of Buddhism, has the heart to enter the world to do good deeds, and has important factors. He finally can't bear to have Ma Xilan die in front of him. It took more than ten years of cultivation to protect Ma Xilan's life, but his cultivation has also dropped to the valley realm.

Master Xuanyin did not know that Ma Xilan learned the "Taichu Heart Sutra" taught by Chu Nanfeng and the "Taisu Heart Sutra" of the master, which made the seven spirits and five elements coexist. If this were not the case, even with the poison of "Qian Ji San", she would be powerless even if she had the true essence of her cultivation.

After Ma Xilan woke up, she found that not only did she lose all her martial arts skills, but she was also gray-haired and old. She was naturally heartbroken and felt that life was worse than death. However, she was unwilling to take revenge and finally washed her face with tears every day.

Later, when Master Xuanyin, who had returned from a trip, reposted rumors in the martial arts world, and learned that Chu Nanfeng had killed the Wushan Sword Sect, he was relieved, but he was also determined to die. He wanted to leave a letter to Chu Nanfeng to tell the reason, but he was afraid that it would hurt Chu Nanfeng's heart, so he stopped writing halfway. This letter was the first letter Chu Nanfeng saw when he sneaked into the "Fairy Aunt Palace".

One day, when the nun in the nun was unprepared and Ma Xilan committed suicide by jumping into the lake, she was saved by Master Xuanyin, who was in a precautionary manner. When Master Xuanyin was scolded and comforted by Master Xuanyin, Ma Xilan wanted to convert to Buddhism, but Master Xuanyin thought that she had not yet ended. She even used what she wished and mourned in Tao Yuanming's "Full Leisure" to enlighten Ma Xilan, who was trapped in her state of mind, and finally made her wish and express her longing.

Nine years after saving Ma Xilan, when Master Xuanyin passed away, he lost all his life's remaining cultivation to Ma Xilan, which allowed Ma Xilan, who had been in short order, to continue his vitality. Three years later, Ma Xilan gradually felt exhausted and weakened. He guessed that he would soon live, so he picked up his pen and wrote the second letter, dragging his exhausted body to the Tongbao Pavilion Branch in Yuanzhou, wanting to send the letter to Chu Nanfeng, but unexpectedly fainted halfway.

The so-called fate should not be lost, this is the case. When Ma Xilan's life was hanging in a thread, he encountered Yi Wuwei, who traveled thousands of mountains and rivers to find her. In fact, Yi Wuwei got the assertion from the perspective of consciousness that "there are fairy shadows in thousands of mountains and rivers, and the twelve springs and autumns disappear invisible. It leads to the rebirth of the Taichu Qi, and stepping on the forty dust in the mortal world." When Mu Daocheng was speaking to Chu Nanfeng in Mingyue Villa, he was interrupted by Chu Nanfeng who was excited before he finished speaking.

Yi Wuwei heard the mystery from the assertion of Yujue. He thought that the Taichu mentioned in this assertion should be the practice of "Taichu Heart Sutra" that he had practiced. He thought that if he could find Ma Xilan within twelve years, he could save her life. However, Yujue was a monk who had attained enlightenment. If he had no chance to find Ma Xilan, he would definitely not make the second half of the assertion.

So he changed the assertion to "There is a place to go in the sky, but the love is not alone in the heart. There are fairy shadows in thousands of mountains and lakes, and the setting sun shines reflecting the white heads." He reminded Chu Nanfeng that Ma Xilan was still alive in the world. He also left a message to Mu Daocheng when he left Mingyue Villa and said that he would go back to the academy within three years. He naturally expected that Master Jue's assertion should be credible.

Yi Wuwei walked through the mountains and searched for it without success, and finally thought of the island in the lake. When he left Yuanzhou to Xinyu Xiannv Lake that day, he met Ma Xilan who fainted on the roadside. With his cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Realm, he could easily explore the human energy within a hundred feet. He found that the woman with a headdress and veil fainted on the roadside, and there was a hint of "Taichu Heart Sutra" hidden on the body.

In surprise, he lifted up the veil of the hat and vaguely saw Ma Xilan's shadow from the outline of his old face. He sighed and made tears flow. He regarded Chu Nanfeng as his own and loved Ma Xilan very much, but seeing her situation at this moment, he understood her pain.

After waking Ma Xilan with true energy, he brought Ma Xilan, who seemed to be a different person to Longwang Island, and went to the archipelago to find an uninhabited island to build a wooden house and lived in it, which is the current Mowang Island.

Then he went to the fairy temple every day and brought Ma Xilan to Mowang Island. He used the "Taichu Heart Sutra" exercise to cure Ma Xilan's damaged seven souls. Yi Wuwei's cultivation is not comparable to Master Xuanyin, but the "Taichu Heart Sutra" exercise has the wonder of "no energy to produce qi". In the end, nine months later, Ma Xilan's martial arts qi restored to the "qi training realm", and even made the old Ma Xilan look a few years younger.

In this state, as long as Ma Xilan recovers to the realm of Returning to the Truth Realm, the seven souls poisoned by "Qian Ji San" can be repaired, and her face will naturally become younger with the essence and blood. Although she cannot recover to her appearance that matches her age, she will never look like she is over 60 years old now.

Yi Wuwei studied the celestial beings, knowing that Ma Xilan was poisoned for a long time. Although the "Taichu Heart Sutra" can allow Ma Xilan to slowly recover from her cultivation, with Ma Xilan's current physique, it will take at least ten or eight years to reach the Guyuan realm, let alone the Return Realm. Unless she devotes her own Nascent Soul cultivation power, she can help her repair the damaged seven souls. With Ma Xilan's foundation at that time, she will definitely enter the Return Realm within half a year.

Yi Wuwei knew that if he sacrificed his life to destroy the cultivation energy of Ma Xilan, although he could save her, it would make her feel uneasy for the rest of her life. When Ma Xilan entered the "Qi Practice Realm", he pretended to smile and told Ma Xilan that the damaged qi movement veins had recovered and he could induced the qi and the heavens by himself. As long as he practiced according to the "Taichu Heart Sutra" practice every day, he would repair the seven souls within a year.

Ma Xilan believed in Yi Wuwei's words, but knew that his seven souls could be repaired, and his face would naturally become younger. He was very happy and waited for a year to enter the realm of Returning to the realm and return to Taibai Academy with Yi Wuwei to meet Chu Nanfeng.

After more than three months of this, one afternoon, Ma Xilan came to Mowang Island, but saw Yi Wuwei lying in the wooden house with a pale face. He was surprised and heard Yi Wuwei sigh and say that he was nearly a hundred years old and there was not much time left. Ma Xilan thought that his cultivation level in the Nascent Soul realm had already been ill, but this was the case and couldn't help but feel shocked.

Suddenly, Yi Wuwei looked radiant and sat up cross-legged. He was shocked and suspicious. He felt that Yi Wuwei's right hand was already pressing on her Tianmen acupoint. A stream of energy slowly entered, but like when Master Xuanyin of the Fairy Gun's passed away, he was so excited that he could not move.

Just listen to Yi Wuwei: "The birthday of your teacher has arrived, and it is a pity to bring this body of cultivation into the coffin. You have suffered this great disaster because you are not taking good care of your teacher. This residual power may help you recover the damaged seven souls as soon as possible. You concentrate and calm your energy to lead Zhoutian..."

Ma Xilan was already crying at this moment, "At that time, I struggled desperately, but my mentor scolded me... said that this was his last wish. Even though I was reluctant, I... I was finally guided by my mentor's aura..."

"I will bury him on this Mowang Island according to my last wish, thinking of mourning for my master for three years, and then going to the academy to look for you... I thought about going after this Zhongyuan Festival."

Chu Nanfeng sighed in his heart that the third letter must be the tribute written by Ma Xilan and Yi Wuwei. I thought it was because the feelings were deep and sad. He vomited blood, but he had not finished the tribute.

Looking at the sad Ma Xilan, he reached out to wipe away the tears from her face and said softly: "When we go back to report peace to Daddy, Master Wu and others, we will live on this Mowang Island and accompany his mentor..."

After saying that, he stood up, took Ma Xilan's hand, and walked to the wooden house in the forest. While walking, he told Ma Xilan about his encounter with Xu Wenxiang and finding Dragon King Island. He also sighed after hearing her.

Ma Xilan was rescued by Yi Wuwei and gave up her life to save her. The damaged seven souls were finally restored, and thus entered the realm of returning to the truth. Her appearance was more than ten years younger, and she returned to nearly fifty-year-old from her sixties. She was originally beautiful and beautiful, and was born in an imperial family. She developed dignified and elegant manners since childhood, but the outline of her face still showed her beautiful and elegant charm when she was young.

Xu Wenxiang saw Ma Xilan's true face at this time. Although she didn't know Ma Xilan's experience, looking at her white hair, she could feel that her master must have experienced many misfortunes. When she remembered her own experience, she felt sad for a moment, hugged Ma Xilan with tears in her eyes, and cried: "Master..."

Ma Xilan accepted her as her disciple because she was deeply in love with Qi Zhousheng. After listening to Chu Nanfeng's statement, she realized that for several years, she had gone to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha every day and prayed for peace. She was actually an ungrateful person. She was filled with emotion and said to Xu Wenxiang with a sad face: "After paying homage to your master, your master and your husband will definitely help you find justice." The gentleman in his mouth naturally refers to Chu Nanfeng.
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