Peerless Taoist

Lu Yu's heart trembled. He looked at Mu Jiangxue in disbelief, and his eyes revealed a hint of shock.    

In Lu Yu's mind, a young figure appeared. He stood among countless Martial Immortals, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and fighting with all his might on the Demonic Land.    

"Back then, in the Battle of Great Wall, I have to thank you for collecting my brother's bones. My Meng Family owes you a favor."    

"This pot of wine was personally bestowed to my Meng Family by His Majesty. I didn't bring much this time. When you come to my Meng Family, I will personally invite you."    

Voices echoed in Lu Yu's mind.    

When the Qin army invaded the Demonic Land, Lu Yu used the Yin Yang Scripture to rewind time and space, witnessing that world-shaking battle.    

Lu Yu and Meng Yi had fought side by side before. Lu Yu had a deep impression of that optimistic Martial Immortal.    

The Qin army had obtained a complete victory, but in the end, they were disturbed by the people from the outside world. In the end, everyone turned into clay sculptures and were buried in the dark yellow sand.    

Meng Yi had also lost his life in that great battle.    

Lu Yu had seen it with his own eyes. All of them froze on the spot, their skin turned into hard sand and stones, and their life force quietly dissipated.    

"Meng Yi, he is already…" Lu Yu opened his mouth and suddenly felt his throat was dry.    

He suddenly realized that Mu Jiangxue's condition was very wrong.    

Even if he did not know Meng Yi's life and death, Mu Jiangxue should have known that Meng Yi would never come back after ten thousand years.    

"Senior, do you know what year it is today?" Lu Yu asked tentatively.    

"About... Thirteen years ago." Mu Jiangxue said hesitantly.    

"No, now it is already ten thousand years later."    

Lu Yu shook his head and looked deeply at Mu Jiangxue. "The Human Emperor has already fallen. The era has long changed. You... have already waited ten thousand years!"    

Boom!    

It was like a sudden thunderclap that rang in Mu Jiangxue's heart.    

Mu Jiangxue's body shook violently, and a look of shock appeared on her face. A cold tear rolled down from her eyes.    

"I clearly remember that I just sent him off not long ago. How could it be ten thousand years ago?"    

Mu Jiangxue's eyes were empty and lifeless. Countless memories seemed to have been sealed in her mind for too long. At this moment, they were suddenly opened and surged into her mind like a tide.    

Her face turned pale. Vast memories kept reappearing in her mind, and even her soul began to fluctuate violently.    

"Senior!" Lu Yu immediately walked forward and used his divine power to stabilize Mu Jiangxue's soul that was on the verge of collapse.    

"Ten thousand years... I remember clearly that we just got married..."    

Mu Jiangxue muttered to herself. It was as if the obsession that she had persisted for a long time had quietly dissipated at this moment.    

Her hair turned white, and her delicate face gradually became old.    

The aura of time appeared on Mu Jiangxue's body.    

Ten thousand years was too short, and the longing was too long. Mu Jiangxue had forgotten the passage of time.    

It was as if her memories had been sealed, and she could only remember the moment when she had to bid farewell to her husband.    

Even though her soul had been damaged and she was heavily injured, she was still here, waiting for her husband, who would never return, to protect the territory that her husband had once protected.    

"Xue'er..."    

A call suddenly came from outside the main hall.    

Hearing the voice, Mu Jiangxue suddenly stood up. She had been waiting for this voice for too long, and her emotions could not be suppressed. Two lines of tears flowed down her eyes.    

She was already extremely old. Even though she had the cultivation level of Heaven Realm, she could only maintain her injured body, but she could not allow time to pass.    

However, even though she walked slowly, Mu Jiangxue still persisted and walked to the main hall.    

There stood a general in black armor. His eyebrows were sharp, and he looked valiant.    

That was Meng Yi.    

"Xue'er, I'm back." Meng Yi smiled.    

Mu Jiangxue quickly walked forward and hugged Meng Yi tightly.    

Blood continuously flowed out of the corner of her mouth. She had already exhausted her oil lamp, but it was that stubbornness that had allowed her to persist until now.    

Even though she had the cultivation level of Heaven Realms, she was still unable to support the broken soul. The second level of Heaven Realm was known as the "Immortal Soul." However, if the soul was broken to a certain extent, it would still be unable to defy the heavens.    

"I have finally waited for you." Mu Jiangxue's face revealed a relieved smile.    

She hugged the man in her arms tightly and refused to separate. The tears in her eyes could not stop flowing.    

At that time, the red candles and the wedding gown, the celebration of the family.    

At that time, the Human Emperor was recruiting soldiers, sending them off for ten thousand miles.    

I clearly remember your appearance, and I clearly remember every detail of the wedding banquet, but why has it been so long?    

"Senior!" Lu Yu walked forward and pressed his hand on Mu Jiangxue's shoulder.    

But suddenly, Lu Yu's palm trembled and he looked at Mu Jiangxue in disbelief.    

The life fluctuations in Mu Jiangxue's body had already quietly dissipated, and her soul could no longer be maintained. It suddenly shattered and dissipated.    

In the end, she still died, falling into endless memories.    

The originally prosperous city had suddenly disappeared.    

The entire place was in ruins, and many of the houses in the city had long collapsed, shattered to a sorry state.    

The weeds passed through the cracks between the bricks and drilled out of the ground, swaying unceasingly, showing the decay of this place.    

The city was desolate and lonely. Everywhere was filled with the vicissitudes of time.    

The City Lord's Mansion had already turned into ruins.    

The white bones were buried in the ground. Those were the people of the City Lord's Mansion who had passed away a long time ago.    

The city, the mansion... Everything was an illusion created by Mu Jiangxue. Even the maidservant He Xiang was only a manifestation of Mu Jiangxue's divine will.    

There was no Meng Yi returning. In front of the broken ruins, there was nothing.    

Mu Jiangxue had died in her own memories.    

She thought about when her husband would return, but in the end, he fell into the dream that she had been dreaming of. Although he died, he still smiled.    

"So, everything was just her imagination."    

Lu Yu finally understood why he felt a bone-piercing chill in this city, as if he had fallen into hell.    

If this was really a city where people lived, then there would definitely not be such an atmosphere.    

Waves of cold wind blew on Mu Jiangxue's corpse. Her white hair fluttered, and her clothes were thin. Her already withered body was aging at an extremely fast speed.    

Lu Yu could not bear to see such a scene. He used his divine power to gather Mu Jiangxue's corpse and force her to recover her beautiful appearance when she was young.    

"Senior, I'll take you to find Meng Yi."    

Lu Yu muttered to himself. He sealed Mu Jiangxue's corpse in a space and stored it in the Storage Bag.    

The ancient city was filled with dilapidated scenes.    

Mu Jiangxue lived in this place, living in her fantasy, passing by year after year.    

In the City Lord's Mansion, Lu Yu found a stone tablet.    

The words on the stone tablet were ancient and archaic. The person who had carved these words was no longer here, and only this stone tablet remained.    

"On the seventh year of the Ancestral Dragon, on the seventh month of the twelfth year of the Ancestral Dragon, a ghost appeared in the west mountain. A hundred people were completely annihilated. Then, another five hundred soldiers came out and repelled the ghost."    

"On the eighth year of the Ancestral Dragon, the general, Black Stone, died at the city gate."    

"On the thirteenth year of the Ancestral Dragon, Meng Mountain City fell, and countless people died and were injured."    

...    

The words were already rather sloppy at the end. After Meng Mountain City fell, no one continued to record it.    

When Meng Mountain City fell, everyone was killed. Only Mu Jiangxue managed to hold on to her dying body until now.    

Beside the stone tablet, there was a broken ancient bronze sword. There were faint traces of black blood on it.    

"I will protect this land and wait for you to come back."    

Mu Jiangxue's voice faintly came out from the broken sword, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.    

Lu Yu stood in front of the broken sword and his heart suddenly trembled. An indescribable sadness filled his heart.    

In a trance, Lu Yu seemed to see a bride wearing a wedding dress, sending off her newly-wed husband. The bride's eyes were filled with reluctance. She desperately tried to grab onto the figure that was leaving, but she could not catch it.    

The endless sadness and regret all fused into the broken sword, accompanying the lonely stone tablet, and passing through the thousands of years.