NOVEL NEXT Chapter 7 Holy Land Fahai
The realms of this world are extremely complex. The four realms of the physical body and the four realms of Universal Truth can only be regarded as laying the foundation for the path of spiritual practice.
The real qualitative change occurs in the five realms of Divine Treasure. The difficulty of breaking through the Perfected Being Realm realm is equivalent to the sum of the previous eight realms.
Not to mention the difficulty of the subsequent four realms of Might, Prince, True God, and Divine King, which are as difficult as crossing a natural chasm and as difficult as ascending to the sky.
The holy realm is an existence that transcends all these. The origin of life has changed qualitatively, and it can no longer even be said to be a simple human being.
Even if there are ten thousand Divine Kings, in the eyes of the Holy Realm, they are just like chickens and tile dogs, and can be destroyed with just a flick of the hand!
At this moment, the figure on the light screen had a greater impact on Zhou Xingdou than the holy realm itself.
The light curtain also disappeared in an instant, and the figure on the light curtain had already appeared in front of Lin Mu.
A monk with a heroic appearance, he has a very strong figure, a pair of sharp sword eyebrows with a meat bead in the middle, his cassock is half off, and there is a mysterious and majestic dragon tattooed on his right shoulder!
The monk's whole body exudes a powerful aura that makes people unable to look directly at him. He is clearly holding a Buddhist ritual, but he looks murderous.
Zhou Xingdou was even afraid that he would yell if he said something inappropriate:
"I can tell at a glance that you are not human! Dawei Tianlong..."
[War Slave]: Fahai
[Realm]: Early stage of sainthood
[True body]: Eight Heavenly Dragons Mahulaka
That's right, the holy realm battle slave he randomly arrived at was the murderous Fahai from the Green Snake in his previous life.
But fortunately, it's Fahai. After all, he is a Buddhist god, the reincarnation of the great python god, one of the eight classes of Tianlong. The holy realm is by no means his end.
If it were Fa Hai in The Legend of White Snake, even if he was forcibly promoted to the saint realm by the system, he might not be able to advance even an inch in the future, and his combat power would probably be stretched to the extreme.
Fahai suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed through his eyes. He looked at Zhou Xingdou, lowered his head and bowed with his hands together, and uttered a few powerful words in his mouth:
"Master! Please give the poor monk your instructions!"
Zhou Xingdou looked at Fa Hai, who was full of murderous intentions and covered in tendons, and always felt that something was wrong with his words.
But there is also a feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign country, and it is rare to smile sincerely:
"But I didn't expect that it was the Archmage. I will ask the Archmage to protect me in the future."
Fahai looked up at Zhou Xingdou, his eyes full of admiration and reverence:
"Being able to protect the master's way is a blessing that Fahai will never be able to cultivate in ten lifetimes."
The war slave was absolutely loyal, and Zhou Xingdou was not worried about Fahai's betrayal. Even if he was a saint, he did not need to please him, so he ordered:
"From now on, you will hide around me. You will only show up if you encounter the threat of life or death or if I take the initiative to call you."
Fahai nodded, put his hands together and said respectfully:
"I will obey my master's decree!"
After saying that, Fahai's body turned into nothingness in an instant and disappeared into the void.
The saint can use the power of heaven and earth to control space. A thought can move thousands of miles in an instant, and a thought can escape into the void and hide between heaven and earth without being noticed.
Now that Fahai is protecting the way, the fear deep in Zhou Xingdou's heart since his rebirth has gradually dissipated, which made him take two long breaths involuntarily.
But now is not the time to relax completely. After all, before Lin Fan is eliminated, Zhou Xingdou may not even want to have peace in his heart.
Thinking of Xingdou returning to Lin Zhai again this week, with his speed, the distance inside and outside the city is not much worse than the distance between one step.
When he returned to Lin's house again, he appeared in front of a maid.
This maid is not that old, with a slender figure and beautiful appearance. Although she is far from the stunning beauty of Yun Jinzhi, she is still somewhat pretty overall.
This maid did not appear next to Yun Jinzhi today, but Zhou Xingdou never ignored her.
Because this was the personal maid of his good junior brother Lin Fan, how could he forget this person.
When the maid saw a large living person suddenly appearing in front of the empty place, she was frightened and took a few steps back.
Zhou Xingdou looked at that familiar and beautiful face, his eyes were slightly focused, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised:
"You must be Qiu Yu."
Qiu Yu recovered from the fright, looked at the handsome and handsome man in front of her, and asked tentatively:
"Are you the young master who invited my mistress to treat her illness?"
Zhou Xingdou raised his eyebrows, curious about Qiu Yu's immediate guess of his identity:
"Oh? I remember you haven't seen me yet."
After confirming Zhou Xingdou's identity, Qiuyue quickly lowered her body and replied respectfully:
"They all said that a peerless handsome man came to the house today. They said that the young master invited his mistress to treat the cold poison..."
The more Qiuyue spoke, the redder her face became, her voice became softer and softer, and she buried her head shyly.
However, Zhou Xingdou felt a little disappointed at this moment. The system had not made any sound for a long time, which proved that Qiu Yue was not a lucky person.
This Qiuyue will not be easy in the future. As Lin Fan's personal maid, Lin Fan has a lot of affection for her.
If I remember correctly, not long after Yun Jinzhi got rid of the cold poison in the previous life, Lin Fan brought this personal maid into the Xuan Heavenly Dao Sect to serve her.
He has been serving Lin Fan for twenty years. Qiu Yu helps take care of many of Lin Fan's things and is extremely trusted by Lin Fan.
And with the support of Lin Fan, her cultivation reached the Divine King realm before her death in the previous life, which was only one step away from the Holy realm.
I was very familiar with her in my previous life, but she was not like now, her eyes were full of innocence and romance.
It's a pity that Zhou Xingdou is not a lucky person, so Zhou Xingdou's interest in her has dropped sharply.
It's true that the people around the Son of Destiny are not necessarily lucky, or they may be influenced by the Son of Destiny.
Of course, even if Qiu Yu is not a lucky person, Zhou Xingdou has no intention of letting Qiu Yu go.
After all, the future is also Lin Fan's personal person. If used properly, it may be of great use.
Looking at Qiu Yu who bowed his head shyly, secretly peeking at him, Zhou Xingdou condensed a Wanhua Slave Seal in his hand.
Qiu Yu is not even a monk now, and cannot even nourish blood.
As for Universal Truth, with Zhou Xingdou's strength, he doesn't need to let him take the initiative to relax like Butler Jin.
For Qiu Yu, he can directly break through his mind with his spiritual consciousness and plant the slave seal of all transformations.
It's just that this process will be extremely painful, no less than suffering extreme torture.
It's a pity that Zhou Xingdou today doesn't show mercy to women. When Qiu Yu lowered his head shyly, he held the Wanhua Slave Seal in his hand and slapped Qiu Yu on the forehead.
Qiu Yu never expected that the handsome and handsome man in front of her would suddenly attack a lowly maid like herself. She didn't even realize how she came to her senses when the intense pain in her head hit her.
And just when she wanted to scream, five slender fingers locked her throat like iron pliers, directly suppressing her voice to the point where she could no longer breathe.
She struggled desperately, and her slender calves kept kicking at this moment, leaving scratches on the ground.
Her body was constantly twitching due to the severe pain and suffocation coming from her head, and foam even overflowed from Cherry's mouth.