Chapter 4142: Refining the Heart Through a Thousand Worlds of Dust, the Primordial Spirit Breaks Through

This feeling is extremely terrifying.

Because after each life begins, all memories from previous lives are retained.

That is to say, each awakening adds another lifetime of memory.

At first glance, it seems nothing significant.

But upon careful thought,

As time progresses, the memories of all those lives in the mind will become extremely chaotic and tangled.

It will cause one to be completely lost.

Ordinary people, after just a few lives, would already feel utterly confused.

Not knowing what is real, what is false, or which is the true self.

The final result will inevitably be descent into chaos, madness, and collapse.

Even cultivators with firm Dao hearts, after experiencing countless cycles of reincarnation, will become utterly bewildered.

This is where the true danger of the Divine Dream Stone lies.

If one cannot awaken, they may very well remain trapped forever.

The Primordial Spirit in reality will then wither and perish.

Life after life.

Ordinary people may only endure a dozen or so lives before their Primordial Spirit can no longer bear such chaos.

Even those with firm Dao hearts and exceptional Primordial Spirit cultivation.

At most, they can only endure dozens or hundreds of lives.

A hundred lifetimes of mixed memories are enough to drive a person mad.

However, for Jun Xiaoyao,

He cycles through life after life, awakening again and again.

He has been a merchant, a Daoist, a petty trader, a farmer, a physician...

Experiencing all kinds of worldly phenomena.

Yet he cannot recall his true self.

It is not that Jun Xiaoyao cannot awaken on his own.

But rather, he feels there is no need to.

Although this Divine Dream Stone easily leads to loss of self,

It also offers certain benefits.

Because with each cycle of reincarnation,

Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit and Dao heart are both undergoing trials.

Advancing in Primordial Spirit cultivation is extremely difficult.

Even raising by a minor realm is arduous.

But within these countless cycles of reincarnation,

Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit, like jade being polished, begins to transform.

At the same time, because each life ends in tragedy, having experienced great rises and falls in life,

Thus, Jun Xiaoyao's Dao heart has also been thoroughly tested.

Other beings, if they endured such suffering in these cycles of reincarnation, would likely collapse directly.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao's Dao heart remains flawless.

Even bearing the painful memories of so many lives, his mind and spirit show no sign of collapse.

Within the Divine Dream Stone, there is no concept of time.

Jun Xiaoyao

In an instant, he has experienced a hundred lives.

And he continues onward.

And in each life, the only constant is

The appearance of Yan Ruomeng.

Yan Ruomeng, because her true form is the Heavenly Dream Butterfly, and due to her certain mysterious connection with the Divine Dream Stone,

Thus, she too can adapt to this trial.

While Jun Xiaoyao relies solely on his powerful Primordial Spirit and steadfast Dao heart.

After a hundred lives, he continues.

Two hundred lives, three hundred lives, four hundred lives...

Each life is incredibly real.

Or rather, it is truly real.

Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit, carrying these memories, is growing ever more.

Five hundred lives, six hundred lives, seven hundred lives...

Until finally, eight hundred lives, nine hundred lives.

Then to nine hundred ninety-nine lives.

Until the first thousand life!

This is a vast world of endless snow, everything clad in silver and white.

By the edge of a frozen river,

An old man wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat has chopped an ice hole on the river surface and is now fishing.

The old man's face appeared aged, yet traces of his youthful, handsome brows could still be seen.

In his youth, he had met and fallen in love with a woman, living a simple life of plain tea and bland food, yet happy.

Ten years ago, the woman passed away, and he has lived alone ever since.

At this moment, heavy goose-feather snow falls from the sky, and the surrounding mountains and forests lie silent.

A thousand mountains, no bird in flight; ten thousand paths, no trace of man.

A lone boat, a straw-cloaked old man, fishing alone in the cold river snow.

For this old man.

Memories spanning a thousand lifetimes churn in his mind.

His thoughts and consciousness seem divided into a thousand people.

These thousand people are not him, yet they are also him.

He is that scholar, the ruler of Yan Kingdom, the senior brother of the sect, the fisherman's boy, the young general...

One could say that for anyone else, bearing a thousand lifetimes of memory in the mind would be utterly impossible.

The Primordial Spirit would completely collapse, unable to bear so many memories.

But Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit is a Three-Lifetime Primordial Spirit, spanning past, present, and future, turning endlessly, ceaselessly.

The old man slowly rose to his feet, standing by the riverbank.

"Almost..."

As the old man's words faded.

The vast snowfall across heaven and earth suddenly solidified!

Each snowflake froze midair, displaying a crystalline, transparent hexagonal form.

Then, the old man took a step forward.

Strangely, in this life, he is clearly just an ordinary mortal.

Yet now, as he takes a step, he actually steps upon

the void above.

Then comes the second step, the third.

As the old man walks step by step.

His appearance and demeanor also undergo a great change.

The straw hat and rain cloak on his body gradually fade away.

Replaced by garments as white as this great snow.

His originally somewhat hunched back gradually straightens.

His posture becomes tall and slender, his black hair flowing freely.

His originally aged countenance also becomes, like returning to youth, flawless.

In the end, a white-clad, peerless Young Master stands upon the void.

His robes flutter, as if a banished immortal.

It is Jun Xiaoyao.

He has regained his self, breaking free from the thousand-lifetime dream.

The memories of a thousand lifetimes continue to churn in his mind.

These experiences are not without purpose.

Some top-tier powerhouses, when encountering bottlenecks they cannot break through.

Sometimes choose to become mortal, return to the red dust, becoming ordinary people unable to bind a chicken.

To experience the myriad forms of the red dust, all things in the world, thereby elevating their own Dao-heart.

This too is a form of cultivation.

Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao has not merely experienced one or two lifetimes.

But a full thousand lifetimes!

What does this mean?

Even if one lifetime spans only a hundred years.

Then a thousand lifetimes amount to a full hundred thousand years.

Although within the Divine Dream Stone, there is no concept of time, to the outside world it may be only a few hours, or even an instant.

But Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit, thoughts, and consciousness have truly undergone the baptism of a hundred thousand years of red dust.

This can be called a difficult trial.

But it can also be called a great opportunity!

From his birth into the Jun family, he has indeed experienced much, with ups and downs.

But overall, it has been smooth sailing, a relentless advance.

However, within this thousand lifetimes of red dust.

Jun Xiaoyao is no great hero, no peerless monster, no heaven-defying existence.

He is various ordinary mortals, ordinary cultivators, one among the myriad beings.

He has experienced all kinds of joy and sorrow, parting and reunion, love and hatred.

He has also been powerless at times, unable to protect those he loves.

The memories and experiences of a thousand lifetimes are now fully refined by Jun Xiaoyao at this moment.

In a single white robe, he stands upon the void, the endless goose-feather snow around him all frozen.

Then, around him, three vague, blurred figures appear, as if spanning past and future.

This is the appearance of the Primordial Spirit of the Three Lives.

Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit

realm, began to loosen, breakthrough!