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The faint light of dawn shines through the thin mist, illuminating the ancient mountain peaks. Xiaoxaio and Wuyin sit quietly, gazing at the gradually changing colors on the distant horizon. Xiaoxaio is dressed in a simple white robe, like the clouds in the mountains, pure and ethereal; Wuyin, on the other hand, wears a deep black attire, profound and mysterious. The two form a sharp contrast, yet harmoniously blend together.
At this moment, both of them are filled with deep longing and reluctance, recalling the final battle in the Three Realms Nine Levels, a battle that determined the fate of the three realms and their own destinies.
" Wuyin, do you remember the day we stood at the highest point of the Ninth Heaven, using our powers as the foundation, attempting to create a brand new world of peace?" Xiaoxaio's voice was gentle, with a quiver of reminiscence.
Wuyin turned to look at Xiaoxaio, his eyes filled with profound emotion. "How could I forget? That was our most resolute decision. Even knowing the outcome would be to become mortal, it was a sacrifice worth making."
Their gazes intertwined as they collectively reminisced about that day. They stood at the pinnacle of the Nine Realms, wielding long swords and fans, depicting an ancient and powerful spell into the void. The spell emitted a dazzling light, like a newborn sun, illuminating the entire Three Realms Nine Levels.
As the spell was completed, an immensely powerful force burst forth from within them, merging with the power of the spell to form an energy capable of changing the entire three realms. However, the cost of this power was all of their life force, causing them to begin to experience the exhaustion and the taste of life slipping away, like mortals, from that moment on.
"In the next life, let's just be ordinary people." Wuyin In that decisive moment, he looked at Xiaoxaio gently, as if telling her that no matter what the future holds, they would face it together.
Xiaoxaio nodded, her eyes filled with an unprecedented calm and determination, as if she had already accepted a new fate and identity. The figures of the two gradually blurred and eventually merged into the dazzling light, as the power of the spell spread to every corner of the Three Realms Nine Levels, their figures completely disappeared.
However, this is not the end, but a new beginning. When Xiaoxaio and Wuyin opened their eyes again, they found themselves in a whole new world, a world of peace and simple life for ordinary people. Their memories remained clear, but their powers had returned to normal, becoming ordinary villagers.
The first light of dawn pierced through the thin mist, illuminating the small house where Xiaoxaio and Wuyin lived. As the rooster crowed, Xiaoxaio gently sat up from her simple yet comfortable bed, her eyes clear and filled with anticipation for the new day. Wuyin had already prepared a simple breakfast outside. He didn't say much, but his delicate care for Xiaoxaio could be felt in the way he gently set the tableware.
After breakfast, they walked out of the cabin together and stepped into the dewy fields. Xiaoxaio helped with the farming, and despite her noble birth, she appeared particularly serious in this field, with each hoeing motion firm and powerful. Wuyin guided her from the side, and their occasional exchanges were filled with understanding and warmth.
In the afternoon, the sunlight sprinkled on the rippling stream. Xiaoxaio and Wuyin arrived at their beloved stream, far away from the hustle and bustle, with only the sounds of nature and their gentle conversation echoing around them.
Wuyin Squatting down, he gently immersed his hands into the cool stream, and a few curious little fish lightly pecked at his fingertips. A rare smile appeared on his face, as the intimate feeling with nature made him particularly calm.
Xiaoxaio Meanwhile, she sat on a large rock by the shore, opened the scroll she carried with her, picked up her brush, and began to depict the pleasant scenery before her. Her technique was skilled and agile, every stroke filled with vitality, capturing the beauty of the streamside scenery one by one.
Wuyin turned to look at Xiaoxaio, watching her focused expression as she worked on her painting, his eyes filled with admiration and tenderness. After a while, he softly said, " Xiaoxaio, your paintings always bring the most ordinary scenes to life."
Setting down her brush, Xiaoxaio looked back at Wuyin and smiled gently, saying, "The scenery by the stream is already beautiful, I just present it. The scene of you playing with the little fish is also so natural and harmonious."
Wuyin stood up and walked over to Xiaoxaio, admiring her artwork together. He pointed to a detail in the painting and said in a low voice, "You always manage to capture special beauty in the smallest details, it's your unique talent."
The two of them sat quietly by the stream, sharing their insights on beauty and understanding of life. These moments, though ordinary, made them feel incredibly content and happy. The babbling of the stream, accompanied by the gentle breeze and sunlight, created beautiful scenes in their simple lives.
When night falls, they would sit together on the small wooden chairs in front of the cabin, gazing up at the myriad of stars. Sometimes Xiaoxaio would tell stories of constellations she knew, while Wuyin would listen quietly, occasionally interjecting a few words to add warmth to the atmosphere.
One evening, as Xiaoxaio was recounting a particularly touching constellation legend, Wuyin suddenly said, " Xiaoxaio, do you know? Whenever I look at the starry sky, I am reminded of your eyes, which are also full of endless stories and depth."
Xiaoxaio With a faint smile, Wuyin looked back and gently said, " Wuyin, counting the stars with you has been the most beautiful time of my life. No matter how the starry sky changes, you will always be the brightest star in my heart."
In this new world, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin lead a simple life, yet it is a tranquility and happiness they have never experienced before. Every day, whether toiling in the fields, playing by the stream, or counting stars at night, has become precious memories for them, deepening their feelings for each other.
One day, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin sat on their small wooden chairs in front of their house, each holding a cup of hot tea, quietly watching the distant mountains and flowing water, enjoying this peaceful time. Xiaoxaio softly said, " Wuyin, do you think our life has its own unique meaning?"
Wuyin smiled slightly, his smile filled with warmth and contentment. " Xiaoxaio, every kind of life has its value and meaning. For me, being able to experience this ordinary world with you, and feel every bit of its beauty, is the greatest happiness."
Xiaoxaio looked at Wuyin with gratitude and love in her eyes. She reached out and gently held Wuyin's hand, whispering, "Thank you, Wuyin, for being my greatest fortune in this lifetime."
Wuyin tightly held Xiaoxaio's hand and gazed back at her affectionately, saying, " Xiaoxaio, I will always remember the peace of this lifetime and the days I spent with you."
The two looked at each other and smiled, their hearts filled with anticipation and hope for the future. This ordinary life would be their new journey, a whole new story about to unfold here.
As time passed, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin left many beautiful memories in this small village. They lived in harmony with the villagers, participated in various village activities, and used their wisdom and experience to help the village solve many problems. Their story slowly spread throughout the village, becoming a great tale.
One day, when Xiaoxaio and Wuyin stood once again at the peak of the mountain, gazing at the distant horizon, their hearts were filled with emotion. Xiaoxaio softly said, " Wuyin, looking at this vast world, I suddenly understand one thing: whether immortal or mortal, the most important thing is not one's status, but the choices and perseverance in one's heart."
Wuyin nodded, with an unprecedented determination in his eyes. "You're right, Xiaoxaio. In this lifetime, we have chosen the ordinary, chosen this simple happiness, and that is the true pursuit in our hearts."
Xiaoxaio and Wuyin stand hand in hand at the peak of the mountain range, before them lies an endless and beautiful scenery, yet their hearts are filled with tranquility and contentment. They understand that every choice has its meaning, and every path has its own scenery. Their story unfolds slowly along this chosen path, radiating the most unique brilliance.
In this mundane life of the tenth generation, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin experience an unprecedented peace and happiness. Their love is like the clear breeze in the mountains, the flowing light in the water, pure and eternal. They believe that as long as there is love and dreams in their hearts, even ordinary days can shine with the most dazzling light.
Night falls, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin sit in front of the cabin, gazing up at the starry sky, their hearts filled with gratitude and wishes. They believe that this ordinary life, this simple happiness, is their most precious treasure.
Under this starlight, the story of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin slowly enters another chapter. Their love, in this mundane world, is like the eternal starlight, brilliant and enduring.
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