My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Don't worry, master, you are all out, we will definitely bring people to you." Jinta said without hesitation.

Overlord Mu Linghua nodded again and again, "Yes, long pain is worse than short pain, Master, you are very right to do so."

"Yes, yes, even if Xiao Fengzi and Xiao Zhezi know about it, they won't blame you, Master." Da Xuelang's eyes shone in agreement.

"Long live the master, we are finally liberated!"

Taiyi Dan Stove jumped three feet high with joy, and almost didn't fly in a circle.

Seeing how happy they were looking to celebrate, Lu Zijia couldn't help laughing and apologizing, "Sorry, it's hard for you."

Hearing this, Jinta Qi couldn't help but be stunned.

"Master, when did you become so polite? You don't look like you at all!" Jinta looked like a ghost, her cat eyes widened, and she was shaking.

Wan Huan Lingshu also clasped his arms tightly, with a look of horror, "Master, please return to normal! We still prefer normal masters!"

The other seven didn't speak, but nodded in agreement.

Lu Zijia, "..." Although she knew that these guys didn't want her to be unhappy, her hands were still itchy and swollen!

"Just your skin." Lu Zijia said with a smile.

Immediately thought of something, he smiled and said, "Since you all said you don't like me being polite, then I'm welcome!"

There are seven golden pagodas, "!!!" Suddenly there is an ominous premonition what is going on!

Without waiting for the Jinta Seven to find a reason to leave, Lu Zijia spoke first, "You know, your master and I are researching a new formula, in fact, I've already got a few eyebrows, and I just need to start the furnace. made.

It’s just that there are not many spiritual plants, and I have taken out two of each kind of spiritual plants and transplanted them into the space, so there are even fewer spiritual plants that can be used to practice hands, so…”

Wan Huan Lingqin swallowed hard, resisted the thought of running away, and asked tremblingly, "So what?"

The other six also had a look of vigilance, and there were faint signs of retreating.

Lu Zijia resisted the urge to twitch at the corners of his mouth and uncovered the mystery, "So, just go to the stall with me recently!"

"Set up a stall?"

The Taiyi Pill Stove, who had already stepped out with a small short leg, looked at his master in a dazed way, his small eyes full of puzzlement.

"Yes, set up a stall to earn spirit stones:."

Lu Zijia nodded affirmatively, "In order to have enough spirit plants to practice hands, we can only give birth to a large number of spirit plants in the space, and the only thing that can spawn spirit plants is the spring water.

So, we have to improve the quality level of the spiritual spring water first. "

In fact, if it wasn't for the rush to spawn a batch of prefecture-level spiritual plants in a short period of time, the quality of today's spiritual spring water is actually high enough.

I thought that the owner wanted them to betray the seven golden pagodas of Hue. Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, Jinta, the spirit of the ancient space, frowned, "Master, the quality of the spring water is not so easy to improve."

Lu Zijia shrugged indifferently, "How do you know if you don't give it a try? Anyway, there are no more spiritual stones, so you can earn more, right?"

Jinta nodded thoughtfully, "That's right, what are you planning to sell, Master? Flying Spirit Artifacts?"

"There are many, pills, talismans, inscriptions, spiritual treasures, arrays, spiritual tools, etc. can be sold. You are responsible for selling the same. Whoever sells the best will have double the ration for this month!"

In the ten years of the prehistoric secret realm, they have harvested a lot of loot, and they can just take the opportunity to deal with it.