The realms in this world are extremely complex. The four realms of the physical body and the four realms of the profound can only be considered as laying the foundation for the path of cultivation.
The real qualitative change occurs in the five realms of the Divine Treasury, and the difficulty of breaking through to the True Person realm is equivalent to the sum of the previous eight realms.
Not to mention the difficulty of the four realms that follow: Great Power, King, True God, and God King, which are like crossing an insurmountable chasm, as difficult as ascending to heaven.
The Holy Realm, however, transcends all of this; the very essence of life has undergone a qualitative change, and it can no longer be described as a simple human being.
Even if there are ten thousand god-kings, they are nothing but chickens and dogs in the eyes of the Holy Realm, and can be destroyed with a flick of the wrist!
At this moment, the figure on the light screen had an even greater impact on Zhou Xingdou than the Holy Realm itself.
The light screen disappeared in an instant, and the figure on the light screen appeared in front of Lin Mu.
A handsome monk with a very strong physique, a fleshy bead between his sharp eyebrows, his robe half off, and a mysterious and majestic dragon tattooed on his right shoulder!
The monk exuded a powerful aura that made it impossible to look directly at him; despite holding Buddhist prayer hands, he appeared to be filled with murderous intent.
Stephen Chow was afraid that he would shout at the slightest provocation:
"I could tell you weren't human at first glance! Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon..."
[War Slave]: Fahai
[Realm Level]: Early Stage of Sainthood
[True Form]: Mahoraga, one of the Eight Heavenly Dragons
That's right, the Saint Realm War Slave he randomly got was Fahai, the ferocious killer from the Green Snake series in his previous life.
Fortunately, it was Fahai, after all, he was a Buddhist deity, the reincarnation of the Great Python God, one of the Eight Legions of Devas and Asuras, and the Holy Realm was definitely not his final destination.
If it were Fahai from the Legend of the White Snake, even if the system forcibly elevated him to the Saint realm, he would probably not make any further progress, and his combat power would likely be extremely weak.
Fahai suddenly opened his eyes, a golden light flashing within them. He looked at Zhou Xingdou, lowered his head, clasped his hands together in prayer, and uttered a few powerful words:
"Master! Please give me your orders!"
Looking at Fahai, who exuded a murderous aura and had a muscular physique, Zhou Xingdou felt that something was amiss with what he had just said.
But there was also a feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land, and it was rare to see a genuine smile on my face.
"I never expected it to be a Grand Master. I hope you will protect me in the future."
Fahai looked up at Zhou Xingdou, his eyes filled with admiration and respect:
"To be able to protect my master is a blessing that Fahai would not be able to cultivate even in ten lifetimes."
The war slaves were absolutely loyal, and Zhou Xingdou wasn't worried about Fahai betraying him. Even if Fahai was a saint, he didn't need to curry favor with him, so he gave the order:
"From now on, you will stay by my side. You may only appear if I call upon you in a life-or-death situation or if I call upon you."
Fahai nodded, clasped his hands together respectfully, and said:
"I will obey my master's decree!"
Having said that, Fahai's body instantly turned into nothingness and vanished into the void.
Sages can harness the power of heaven and earth, control space, and instantly travel thousands of miles with a single thought, or vanish into the void and hide between heaven and earth unnoticed.
With Fahai protecting him, Zhou Xingdou's deep-seated fear since his rebirth has subsided somewhat, causing him to involuntarily let out two long breaths.
However, now is not the time to completely relax. After all, with Lin Fan still alive, Zhou Xingdou probably won't have peace of mind even if he wants to.
Thinking that Xingdou will return to the Lin residence this week, given his speed, the distance between the city and the outside world is not much different from the distance of a single step.
When he returned to the Lin residence, he appeared before a maid.
The maid was not very old, with a slender figure and pretty face. Although she was far from being as stunning as Yun Jinzhi, she was still quite attractive overall.
This maid did not appear beside Yun Jinzhi today, but Zhou Xingdou did not overlook her.
Because this was his good junior brother Lin Fan's personal maid, how could he possibly forget her?
The maid was so frightened by the sudden appearance of a living person in front of her, which had been empty, that she took a few steps back.
Zhou Xingdou looked at that familiar, beautiful face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up gently:
"You must be Qiuyu."
Qiu Yu recovered from her shock, looked at the handsome man in front of her, and tentatively asked:
"Are you the gentleman the young master invited to treat the mistress's illness?"
Zhou Xingdou raised an eyebrow, somewhat curious about Qiu Yu's immediate guess of his identity:
"Oh? I remember you haven't seen me yet."
Having confirmed Zhou Xingdou's identity, Qiu Yue quickly lowered her body and respectfully replied:
"They all say that an exceptionally handsome man came to the manor today, saying that the young master invited him to treat the mistress's cold poison..."
As Qiuyue spoke, her face grew redder and her voice became softer, and she shyly lowered her head.
However, Zhou Xingdou was slightly disappointed at this moment. The system had not made any sound for a long time, which proved that Qiu Yue was not a person with great fortune.
Qiu Yue is not a simple person. As Lin Fan's personal maid, Lin Fan has deep feelings for her.
If I remember correctly, not long after Yun Jinzhi was cured of the cold poison in his previous life, Lin Fan brought this personal maid into the Xuantian Dao Sect to serve him.
For twenty years, Qiu Yu had served Lin Fan closely, and she helped him with many things, earning Lin Fan's complete trust.
With Lin Fan's support, her cultivation level reached the God King realm before her death in her previous life, just one step away from the Saint realm.
In his previous life, he was very familiar with her, but back then she wasn't like she is now; her eyes were full of innocence and romance.
Unfortunately, she wasn't a person of great fortune, which caused Stephen Chow's interest in her to plummet.
That makes sense; it's not that those around the chosen one are necessarily blessed with great fortune, but rather that they may simply benefit from the chosen one's own good fortune.
Of course, even if Qiu Yu is not a person of great fortune, Zhou Xingdou does not intend to let Qiu Yu go.
After all, he will be Lin Fan's close confidant in the future, and if used properly, he could be quite useful.
Looking at Qiu Yu, who was shyly looking down but was still secretly glancing at him, Zhou Xingdou condensed a Myriad Transformations Slave Seal in his hand.
Qiu Yu is no longer even a cultivator, and cannot even nourish her blood.
Below the level of Tongxuan, with Zhou Xingdou's strength, he doesn't need to make Jin open his mind like he did with Butler Jin.
As for Qiu Yu, he could directly break through her mind with his divine sense and plant the Myriad Transformations Slave Seal.
However, this process is extremely painful, no less than being subjected to extreme torture.
Unfortunately, Zhou Xingdou is not one to show mercy to women these days. As Qiu Yu lowered her head in embarrassment, he held the Myriad Transformations Slave Seal and slapped Qiu Yu on the forehead.
Qiu Yu never expected that the handsome man in front of her would suddenly attack her, a maid of low status. Before she could even react, an intense pain shot through her head.
Just as she was about to scream, five long, slender fingers clamped down on her throat like iron clamps, completely silencing her and making it impossible for her to breathe.
She struggled desperately, her slender legs kicking and thrashing, leaving scratches on the ground.
Her body convulsed from the intense pain and suffocation in her head, and white foam even began to spill from her cherry-like mouth.
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