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

"Lu Qianhu, I have invited you here this time because I have some private matters to ask you to help."

Wu Kaishan smiled at Lu Shaolin.

"I don't know what it is? If the subordinate can do it, he will definitely not refuse."

Lu Shaolin replied that Wu Kaishan was very fair in rewards and punishments, and promoted himself several times.

"I thought you left a few days ago, but I didn't expect you to still be here. My mother would go to the King Kong Temple every year to offer incense and worship Buddha. Before that, I accompanied her there, but she has been busy recently. I went to the Vajra Temple today, and you haven’t left yet, so I would like to ask you to support me all the way.”

Wu Kaishan got up and said.

"My lord is filial, this matter is simple, and my subordinates will definitely protect the old lady all the way!"

Lu Shaolin said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, I really can't separate myself."

Wu Kaishan cupped his fists in thanks.

"Your Excellency is welcome."

Lu Shaolin laughed.

The two continued to chat for a while, and they were scheduled to leave in the morning of the day after tomorrow, when Lu Shaolin would wait at the gate of Fucheng.

Then Lu Shaolin cupped his fists to say goodbye, and took Ma San to the house.

In the afternoon of the next day, Lu Shaolin asked Ma San to go to the Shenbing Pavilion of the Zhenma Division to ask if the spear and javelin had been forged, and Ma San rode there on horseback.

Half an hour later, Ma San returned, holding a long spear as thick as an arm in his hand, and a javelin stuck in a strap on his horse's back.

The body of the long spear is pure black with dragon patterns on it, and the tip of the spear is dark red and extremely sharp.

"Son."

Ma San got off his horse and handed over the spear.

Lu Shaolin took it and waved it with one hand.

A huge sound of breaking the air resounded through the house, and dust flew everywhere on the ground.

"Good gun!"

Lu Shaolin laughed loudly.

"My lord, the manager of the Hall of Merit said that this gun hit 180 jin."

Ma San said beside him.

"Well, the weight is okay, this gun will be called the Coiling Dragon Flame Gun from now on!"

Lu Shaolin replied with a smile.

Soon came the next day, Lu Shaolin was fully armed, riding a red-scaled horse, with a dragon flaming gun in his left hand, a meteor fire knife hanging on his waist, a black iron javelin on his back, and a tiger fur coat fluttering in the wind. He brought Ma San to the Outside the city gate of Fucheng.

The Linggu was also taken by Lu Shaolin and placed in the bundle on the horse's back.

Not long after, fifteen or sixteen knights escorted a luxurious carriage drawn by three horses out of the city gate.

Lu Shaolin nodded to Ma San.

Ma Sanyi clamped his horse's belly and ran towards the carriage.

After some questioning, it was confirmed that it was the carriage of the old lady of the Wu family. Ma San turned around and nodded to Lu Shaolin.

Lu Shaolin rode forward, came to the side of the carriage, cupped his hands and said: "Junior Lu Shaolin, I have seen the old lady."

Following Lu Shaolin's words, the window of the carriage opened, and an old woman with silver hair and a rich and kind face showed her face, and said with a smile, "You are Lu Qianhu, right! Sure enough, you are young and promising, and I will trouble you all the way." .”

"The old lady is polite, shall we set off now?"

Lu Shaolin said.

"Lu Qianhu can arrange it. I have ordered the guards at home, and they will listen to you."

The old lady pointed to the surrounding guards.

"Okay, then let's set off. If the old lady has anything to do, just call me."

Lu Shaolin bowed his hand again.

Then Lu Shaolin took the lead, ordered to set off, and rushed to the front of the convoy.

The crowd followed behind.

Because there was a carriage and he had to take care of the old lady's body, Lu Shaolin did not speed up, but moved forward at a normal speed, just like traveling in the mountains and rivers.

After eight full days of traveling, the crowd arrived at Cixi County on the edge of Zhongzhou.

The King Kong Temple is not in the county seat, but on a high mountain outside the city, and there is a road leading directly to the top of the mountain at the foot of the mountain.

The crowd continued on their way and came to the gate of the King Kong Temple on the top of the mountain.

The entire King Kong Temple covers a vast area, with magnificent buildings, a huge mahogany temple gate, and a Zhike monk in gray monk clothes standing in front of the gate, and there is an endless stream of believers offering incense.

Lu Shaolin got off his horse and Ma San took the reins.

On the other side of the carriage was a maid who helped the old lady get off the carriage.

Lu Shaolin walked towards the carriage.

"Lu Qianhu, I have troubled you along the way."

Seeing Lu Shaolin coming over, the old lady smiled and thanked her.

"The old lady is serious, it's just a matter of raising one's hand. I don't know who will escort the old lady back when the time comes?"

Lu Shaolin waved his hand and asked.

"The master of the Vajra Temple will escort you back. Lu Qianhu can rest assured. I would like to ask, is Lu Qianhu married?"

the old lady asked.

"Er... this junior is devoted to martial arts, and has no intention of marriage for the time being."

Lu Shaolin was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect the old lady to ask this.

"Then let's talk about it later."

The old lady still had a smile on her face, and then said goodbye to Lu Shaolin, and walked towards the gate of the King Kong Temple with the help of the maid, followed by the guards.

When the Zhike monk saw the old lady, he immediately came up to meet her. It seemed that the old lady was indeed a person who worshiped Buddha all the year round.

Lu Shaolin and Ma San went towards the side door. They didn't come to worship Buddha, so it was more convenient to go through the side door.

When I came to the side door, there were only two young monks here.

"I am Lu Shaolin, the deputy of the Jinzhou Town Magic Division Qianhu, and I am here to watch the true intention of martial arts."

Lu Shaolin stepped forward and said to one of the young monks.

"Benefactor, please wait a moment!"

The little monk clasped his hands together, and ran towards the door after speaking.

Not long after, I saw an old monk wearing a white monk robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a red face coming out.

Lu Shaolin took a closer look, and saw that this was not the old monk's lie that he met during the Zhenmowei assessment.

"Amitabha! It turned out to be the benefactor Lu, congratulations to the benefactor for being promoted to a thousand households."

Lying and saluting with one hand.

"Master Liar is safe and sound."

Lu Shaolin cupped his hands.

"The old man said before that Lu Qianhu and my Buddha are destined, as expected, please come in Lu Qianhu."

Lu Yu smiled sideways.

"It's fate!"

Lu Shaolin smiled and walked into the gate.

Ma San led the horse and followed behind.

Lie led the way, and the three came to the gate of a small courtyard.

"This is the old monk's residence. Lu Qianhu came all the way from afar. Let's rest here for a night. Tomorrow, the old monk will lead Lu Qianhu to see the real intention."

Lying words pushed open the courtyard doorway.

"Alright."

Lu Shaolin nodded, not bad for this night.

The three of them walked into the courtyard, Ma San went to tie the horses, Lie Yu brought Lu Shaolin to the lobby and sat down.

"Lu Qianhu, please have some tea."

Lie Yu poured a cup of tea and pushed it over.

"Thank you."

Lu Shaolin picked up the teacup and drank it.

"Monks don't tell lies. I see that Lu Qianhu has a profound source of blessings, and he has a destiny with my Buddha. I wonder if he has any plans to escape into Buddhism?"

Asked sincerely in deceitful words.

"Pfft~"

Lu Shaolin spurted a mouthful of tea on the ground.

"Master, I'm not in the world of mortals, I don't want to escape into Buddhism and become a monk at all!"

Lu Shaolin said with a serious expression, it is impossible to be a monk, not even in this life.

"It's a pity! I used to have a lay disciple named Han Li, who was very clever. I wanted to take him into Buddhism, but he refused, and then died young!"

Liar shook his head and sighed.

Lu Shaolin's face darkened, what does this old bald donkey mean?curse me?