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

Fang Qiang took the letter and read it on the spot.

After reading it, Fang Qiang's eyes were reddish, he carefully folded the letter and put it in his arms.

"Yonger, don't be sad, my uncle's house will be yours from now on!"

Fang Qiang patted Lu Shaolin on the shoulder vigorously.

"Ah."

Lu Shaolin nodded, this Fang Qiang is a good person.

"Dashan, take Yonger to my house first, and then come back."

Fang Qiang turned his head and said to the bald man.

"Yes! Boss."

The bald man nodded yes, and smiled at Lu Shaolin.

"Yonger, you go back with Dashan, your aunt and your cousin are at home, so stay here with peace of mind."

Fang Qiang said to Lu Shaolin again.

"Ok."

Lu Shaolin nodded again.

"Brother Fang, let's go!"

Da Shan smiled at Lu Shaolin, turned around and led the way.

Lu Shaolin followed behind.

After walking for a stick of incense, the two came to a courtyard.

Da Shan stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Sister-in-law, it's me, Da Shan!"

After a while, the courtyard door opened a crack, and the woman inside the door glanced outside before fully opening the courtyard door.

The woman has a gentle appearance and a gentle temperament.

"sister in law!"

Dashan clasped his fists and saluted.

"Where's your elder brother? Dashan."

the woman asked softly.

"Brother is still at the pier, he asked me to send little brother Fang back first."

Da Shan smiled.

"aunt."

Lu Shaolin stepped forward and cupped his hands.

"Are you Yonger?"

The woman looked Lu Shaolin up and down, and asked.

"Yes."

Lu Shaolin nodded.

"Come in! Your uncle often talks about you and your father, brother, isn't he here?"

The woman turned sideways and invited Lu Shaolin inside.

"Aunt, my father has passed away."

Lu Shaolin said in a deep voice.

"How could this be?"

The woman was slightly taken aback when she heard the words.

"It's hard work for you, Yonger. From now on, I will treat this place as my own home. We are all one family."

The woman's eyes were red, and she looked at Lu Shaolin tenderly.

Lu Shaolin touched his nose, it was a bit embarrassing for him to pretend.

"Come in! Dashan, come in for a cup of tea too."

The woman continued.

"Sister-in-law, I won't go in, I have to go back to the pier."

Da Shan smiled, cupped his hands at the woman, turned around and walked quickly towards the pier.

Lu Shaolin stepped into the yard.

There is a stone table in the courtyard, and a girl of sixteen or seventeen is embroidering beside the stone table.

The girl is tall and has a pure appearance.

The woman closed the courtyard door, walked lightly with lotus steps, walked to Lu Shaolin, and said softly to the girl: "Min'er, come and meet your cousin."

Hearing the sound, the girl put down her embroidery and looked at Lu Shaolin, a blush flashed across her cheeks.

Although shy, he still walked up to Lu Shaolin and bowed down: "I've seen my cousin."

"Cousin."

Lu Shaolin bowed his hands and returned the gift.

"Yong'er, you haven't eaten yet, right? I'm going to cook for you right now, and let Min'er chat with you."

The woman turned around and was about to enter the kitchen.

"Auntie, I've already eaten."

Lu Shaolin said immediately.

"Then I'll clean up the wing room, and you can rest if you're tired."

The woman smiled, turned and walked towards the wing room.

"Cousin, you go first, I'll pour tea."

Fang Min said softly, and walked towards the living room.

Lu Shaolin walked to the stone table and sat down, looking at the embroidery on the stone table.

There were two pieces of embroidery on the table, both of which were extremely exquisite, but I didn't expect that Fang Min's craftsmanship was so good that it was already on par with her mother.

"Cousin, please have some tea."

While watching, Fang Min came over with tea and put it in front of Lu Shaolin.

"Thank you."

Lu Shaolin thanked him with a smile, and took a sip from his teacup.

Fang Min gently sat down opposite Lu Shaolin, picked up the embroidery and bowed his head to embroider.

She rarely goes out, so she doesn't know what to say now.

Lu Shaolin smiled slightly, and took the lead in chatting with her.

Most of the questions were asked by Lu Shaolin, and she answered them.

Through chatting, Lu Shaolin knew that her mother's name was Wang Lan.

After chatting for a while, Wang Lan finished tidying up the wing room and asked Lu Shaolin if he wanted to take a rest.

Lu Shaolin nodded, and went directly into the wing to rest.

As soon as he entered the room, the white turtle poked his head out with a "whoosh": "I'm suffocating the turtle! Lu Shaolin, how long do I have to hide in your clothes?"

"It won't be long. You just have something to do. As long as you finish it, you don't need to hide in my clothes anymore."

Lu Shaolin closed the door with his backhand, and put the white turtle on the table.

"What's the matter? It's agreed in advance, Mr. Gui won't do things that risk his life."

The white turtle shook his limbs and said.

"It's very simple. There is a Jishui River next to the county seat. You just need to find a golden carp over one meter long in the river."

Lu Shaolin smiled slightly.

"It's not difficult. In this way, five tables of banquets, plus I can't hide in my clothes anymore. I'll help you find them."

The white turtle shook his head and made a condition.

"make a deal!"

Lu Shaolin readily agreed.

"No, I made a mistake just now, ten tables banquet!"

Bai Gui rolled his eyes and immediately retorted that his asking price was lower.

"Then you'd better hide in your clothes and eat the pill!"

Lu Shaolin frowned, and reached out to stuff the white turtle into his chest.

"Five tables are five tables!"

The white turtle moved its limbs, avoiding Lu Shaolin's palm, and said anxiously.

"Well, I'll take you to the river tonight."

Lu Shaolin turned around and lay down on the bed, closing his eyes to rest.

Finding the golden carp and helping Fang Qiang unify the fishmongers at the wharf can be regarded as repayment for borrowing Fang Yong's identity.

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In the afternoon, Lu Shaolin, who was recalling and comprehending the "Soul Refining Art", was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Yonger, have you rested? Wake up and eat, let me have a few drinks!"

A strong voice from outside the door entered the room.

Lu Shaolin rolled over and got out of bed, looking at the table, the white tortoise was sleeping soundly in its shell.

Lu Shaolin opened the door, Fang Qiang smiled: "How is it? Can you still live in the habit?"

"pretty good."

Lu Shaolin replied with a smile.

"Let's go to dinner. I'll bring back a jar of good wine to cleanse you up."

Fang Qiang said with a smile, put his arms around Lu Shaolin's shoulders, and walked towards the living room.

When they came to the living room, the table was already full of delicacies, all cooked by Wang Lan himself.

Lu Shaolin and Fang Qiang sat opposite each other, and began to drink and eat.

With Lu Shaolin's physical fitness reaching the peak of the world's human body here, he will never get drunk.

Fang Qiang is not a very ordinary person, he can drink a lot, even if two people share a jug of wine, they don't feel drunk at all.

After eating and drinking enough, Lu Shaolin went back directly to the wing room, while Fang Qiang went to the pier again. This time, he made a bet with Wan Zhenkui about the ownership of the pier. He could not be careless. He needed to arrange a large number of people to search for the golden carp in the river.

After Fang Qiang left, Lu Shaolin walked out of the wing room, told Wang Lan that he was asleep, and then returned to the room again.

After waiting in the room for half an hour, until there was no sound outside, Lu Shaolin grabbed the white tortoise, gently pushed the door open, stepped a little, rushed to the edge of the courtyard wall, jumped into the air, and jumped out of the courtyard.

After landing, Lu Shaolin looked around, found nothing unusual, and rushed towards the pier.

In fact, there are guards outside the courtyard. As a fish head, Fang Qiang will naturally arrange people to protect the courtyard in order to guard against opponents.

It's just that the watchman's attention was focused on the courtyard gate, and he didn't pay much attention to the tall courtyard wall. In addition, it was already dark at this time, and Lu Shaolin's speed was extremely fast, which did not attract the attention of the watchman at all.

After a cup of tea, Lu Shaolin was already close to the pier, looking up, the whole pier was brightly lit, fishing boats kept coming in and out, very busy.

Lu Shaolin didn't walk towards the pier, but walked away from the pier and headed towards the top of the pier.

Passing through a bamboo forest, Lu Shaolin found a remote place and stopped, looking at the white turtle on his shoulder: "That's it, is one night enough?"

"How does Mr. Gui know? This is not Lijiang, and I can't call my clansmen to help me. I can only find it myself. Don't leave. If I find the fish, I can't find you."

The white turtle rolled Mung Bean's eyes.

"I know, you go!"

Lu Shaolin nodded, grabbed the white turtle and threw it into the Jishui River.

The white turtle came up to the surface of the water, gave Lu Shaolin a hard look, moved his limbs, and dived into the river.

Seeing the white turtle swimming into Hanoi, Lu Shaolin sat cross-legged by the river, quietly waiting for the news.

This wait lasted for one night, and the white tortoise hadn't returned until the early hours of the morning.

Fortunately, he was a man, so Wang Lan and Fang Min would not go looking for him at night.

Now it's dawn, it doesn't matter if they can't find him, he can say that he has gone shopping.

During this night, Lu Shaolin was not idle, and entered the "Soul Refining Art" into the system panel.

Soul Refining Art: God-level low-grade (not yet started).

The Soul Refining Art is not a skill, but a martial skill, and it is a god-level low-rank martial skill.

Unlike other martial arts, this martial art is aimed at the soul, and ordinary people can also practice it.

Looking at the uninitiated on the panel, Lu Shaolin's heart moved, and he directly added this martial skill to perfection.

As the "Soul Refining Art" reached its consummation, a lot of training memories emerged in Lu Shaolin's mind.

Before Lu Shaolin could react, there was a huge pain in his head, like a hammer hitting his head!

"Grass!!!"

Lu Shaolin's eyes were bloodshot, the veins on his face were bulging, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, dripping from his chin!

"It hurts so much!"

Lu Shaolin punched the dirt, half of his arm was buried in the dirt!

"Grass! Grass! Grass!!!"

The fist kept blasting into the ground!

After a full cup of tea, the pain in my mind disappeared.

Lu Shaolin lay back, panting heavily!

He only now knows why this "Soul Refining Art" has been released for many years and few people practice it. The pain from the depths of the soul just now is not something ordinary people can bear!

People who have tried it once definitely don't want to try it a second time.

He has experienced the painful transformation of the real body of Faxiang, and he almost couldn't resist it!Not to mention other people!

After resting for a while, Lu Shaolin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stood up, and looked at the Jishui River again.

At this time, he didn't feel any difference. Looking at the system panel, the soul strength on it was still zero.

It seems that this "Soul Refining Art" only improves the purity of the soul, but does not increase the strength of the soul.

Suddenly there were ripples on the river surface, and the white turtle poked its head out of the river, paddled its limbs quickly, and rushed towards Lu Shaolin.

"Lu Shaolin! Save Master Turtle!!!"

The white turtle yelled.