Demon World: I become a martial saint with the system!

Putting the knife back into its sheath, Lu Shaolin looked at the shocked Ma San and asked, "Ma San, have you finished eating the Qi and Blood Pill? What is your current level of cultivation?"

"Young master, I just broke through the skin refining stage a few days ago, and now I have reached the early stage of tendon refining, and I have finished eating Qi and blood pills."

Ma Sangong replied in a loud voice.

"It's already the training period. That's right. You will follow me to the town magic department tomorrow morning, and you will also be a town magic guard, just by my side."

Lu Shaolin said with a smile, with his current status as a thousand households, it is not easy to install one of his own as a guard.

"Yes, son!"

Ma San drinks.

"Well, I'm going out for a while."

Lu Shaolin nodded, moved his feet, and flew directly over the courtyard wall with a "hoo" and landed on the street outside.

Ascension step leap!

After landing, Lu Shaolin accelerated again, and was pulled out of the phantom behind him. Compared with the previous "Flying Step", the speed has been increased by more than three times!

With his current speed, if the innate martial artist didn't use his true energy to protect himself, he would be able to instantly kill him!

Even if he activates the zhenqi shield, with his strength and the "Wind Chopping Knife Art", if he cuts at a single point, it is estimated that a few blows can break the zhenqi shield!

After all, not everyone can possess god-level martial arts, but two god-level martial arts that have been cultivated to perfection!

After testing the speed, Lu Shaolin slowed down and walked on the street normally.

He was going to the clothing store and brought back two fur coats he had ordered.

When I came to the clothing store, there were quite a few customers, most of them were women. Some women became nympho when they saw Lu Shaolin.

Without squinting, Lu Shaolin took his fur coat from the clerk, walked out of the shop, and returned to the original road.

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Early the next morning, Lu Shaolin rode a red-scaled horse, followed by Ma San, and the two rushed to Zhenmasi.

When he came to the gate of Zhenmensi, Lu Shaolin got off his horse, Ma San pulled the reins, and tied the horse in the stable beside him.

Afterwards, Lu Shaolin took Ma San into the Town Magic Division and went straight to the Hall of Miscellaneous Affairs.

After solving Ma San's identity problem in the Hall of Miscellaneous Affairs, Lu Shaolin also received three sets of his official uniforms with black and gold patterns.

Let Ma San take the clothes, and the two walked to the attic of Baihu.

After changing his clothes on the second floor of the attic, Lu Shaolin went to the living room and sat down, took out the redemption booklet given by the manager of the Hall of Merit last time, and read it.

Ma San was standing behind him in Xuanyi official uniform.

Flipping through the brochure, Lu Shaolin was attracted by the treasure named Sky Silk on the brochure.

Celestial silk is extremely tough, and the clothes it makes are impenetrable, and it is extremely malleable, it can be extended five times its own length, and it can also recover extremely quickly.

good stuff!

Isn't this thing just right for making clothes!

It can be worn regardless of defensive stance or combat form, so you don't have to be afraid of bursting clothes!

Lu Shaolin immediately stood up and took Ma San to the Hall of Merit.

When he came to the Hall of Merit, Lu Shaolin directly exchanged enough silk for two sets of clothes, and exchanged the silk in the library for a clean one!

These days silk has cost Lu Shaolin 700 merit points, plus the previous 100, Lu Shaolin now only has more than [-] merit points, of which more than [-] are accumulated from his previous missions and killing evil spirits.

I asked the director of merit points, they have a tailor who specializes in making clothes, so Lu Shaolin handed over the silk to him, and he will come to get it after it is finished.

After leaving the merit point, Lu Shaolin brought Ma San to the alchemy hall again, and used his quota to receive ten bottles of Qi and blood pills and handed them to Ma San, asking him to practice hard, but his cultivation during the tendon training period was still a bit weak.

Three days later!

Lu Shaolin came to the Zhenmag Division again, and first went to the Shenbing Pavilion.

Seeing Lu Shaolin coming, the little official of Shenbing Pavilion immediately went to call for the manager.

After a while, the manager walked out quickly.

Knowing that Lu Shaolin was here to pick up weapons, the manager saluted respectfully and led Lu Shaolin straight to the back warehouse.

He took out two weapons customized by Lu Shaolin from the warehouse.

Lu Shaolin took over the spear first. The entire spear was two meters three long, dark red all over, with flame marks.

There are blades on both sides of the gun head, flashing a faint red light.

Weighing the spear, Lu Shaolin frowned, the spear was too light, less than a hundred catties!

In his plan, the spear is to be used as a heavy weapon.

"The gun is too light, maybe it's heavier?"

Lu Shaolin asked.

"Subordinates, call the foundry master here."

The manager hurriedly said, turned around and went to call the foundry master.

Not long after, the top casting master that Lu Shaolin had met before came quickly along with the manager.

"grown ups!"

The foundry bowed his hands in salute.

Lu Shaolin explained his requirements in detail. The foundry suggested that the gun head should be made of tempered steel, and the body of the gun could be made of meteoric iron, so that the weight could be greatly increased.

Lu Shaolin nodded in agreement, handed him the gun, and asked him to make six Mitsubishi javelins out of black iron, and the foundry should agree.

Then Lu Shaolin looked at the long knife.

The scabbard is pure black, made of black iron, with cowhide on it, and it feels very good in the hand.

Slowly pull out the long knife, the blade is dark red, covered with flames.

The blade is pale gold in color, constantly shining with golden light.

The knife is 1.6 meters long, the blade is 1.4 meters long, and weighs 36 catties.

Lu Shaolin swung the long saber twice, it broke the wind and was sharp, absolutely a good saber!

With a sound of "clang", Lu Shaolin put the saber back into its sheath, untied the Qianlian Huowen saber from his waist and threw it to Ma San behind him, Ma San quickly caught it.

"This knife is for you."

Lu Shaolin laughed and said, now that he has this "Meteor Fire Knife", he naturally doesn't need the Qianlian Fire Pattern Knife.

"Thank you sir!"

Ma San clasped his fists in thanks.

Then Lu Shaolin took Ma San out of the Shenbing Pavilion and walked towards the Hall of Merit. He wanted to take his two sets of silk clothes.

When they came to the Hall of Merit, the manager handed over the clothes.

The two pieces of clothing are the same, they are both in the style of Zhenmasi's official uniform, and the Xuanyi has gold patterns.

Lu Shaolin was about to return to the courtyard with his long knife and clothes on. Just as he walked out of the Hall of Merit, a small official rushed over.

"Master Lu, Master Wu invites you to go to the attic."

The little official panted and cupped his hands.

"now?"

Lu Shaolin asked.

"Yes."

The little official replied respectfully.

"Ah."

Lu Shaolin nodded, turned around and walked towards Qianhu's loft, Ma San followed behind with his clothes in his arms.

When he came to the Qianhu loft, Lu Shaolin asked Ma San to wait on the first floor, and went to the second floor by himself.

Walking to the living room on the second floor, Wu Kaishan was sitting in the main seat chatting with Shi Bowei.

Lu Shaolin stepped in, clasped his fists and said, "My lord!"

"Huh? Lu Qianhu is here, sit down first."

Wu Kaishan got up and smiled, stretching out his hand to signal Lu Shaolin to sit down.

Lu Shaolin nodded and sat on the chair.

"Lu Qianhu!"

Shi Bowei turned around and clasped his fists.

"Well, let's talk first."

Lu Shaolin nodded.

Wu Kaishan ordered a few words, and Shi Bowei cupped his fists to accept the order, then cupped his fists at Lu Shaolin again, and exited the living room.