My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Seeing the friends hurt each other again, Lu Zijia shook his head helplessly.

Other people's friends all love each other, how can they only hurt each other when they come to her?

Can't figure it out, it's really incomprehensible!

While shaking his head and sighing, Lu Zijia kept bottling all the medicinal pills in his hands.

When Lu Zijia finished loading the pills, the long-awaited golden pagoda rushed towards the Taiyi Pill Stove.

In the blink of an eye, a cat and a dan furnace rolled together.

Lu Zijia, "..." Fortunately, these two are males, otherwise she would have thought crooked!

After packing up the things and seeing that there was nothing wrong, Lu Zijia threw the rolled cats and stoves into the ancient space, and smiled and encouraged Bawang Mu Linghua to continue planting prefecture-level spiritual plants.

After more than a year, Lu Zijia's private small treasury has finally been enriched a lot.

There are millions of mid-grade spirit stones, 500 earth-level medicinal pills in stock, and more than 600 earth-level arrays.

Next, it's time to prepare inscriptions, talismans, and artifacts.

If someone asks, it's just a collection of hobbies.

It's not surprising to have a special hobby, isn't it?

At most, it will only be looked at once or twice with strange eyes, and there will be no less meat.

"Squeak-"

Lu Zijia just opened the door when he saw Han Jingli sitting at the stone table not far away in a daze.

Hearing the sound, Han Jingli quickly returned to his senses.

"Master Lu is going out?"

Han Jingli walked over, bowed first, and then asked.

Lu Zijia saw that Han Jingli still had the hideous scar on his face. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't ask any further questions.

No matter how high the level of Healing Pill is, it can only remove the scars on the surface of the cultivator, but the scars in the heart cannot be removed.

"Can someone come to me these days?"

Lu Zijia shook his head slightly and asked Han Jingli as he walked towards the stone table.

Han Jingli respectfully followed behind, looking a little rigid, even when he replied, "As Master Lu expected, during the few days you were in retreat, people came to visit every day, but all of them were asked by the Huangfu Patriarch. Sent."

After a pause, Han Jingli seemed to remember something and reminded him, "Master Lu, the pills you sold to the family master Huangfu are only enough for six days, and today is the sixth day."

Obviously, this is telling Lu Zijia that the pills for sale tomorrow have not yet been found.

Han Jingli's vague reminder made Lu Zijia smile, "I prefer to be direct. If you have something to say in the future, just say it directly, you don't need to be so obscure."

Han Jingli's expression froze slightly, and a flash of embarrassment flashed across his eyes, "Yes, Master Lu."

"This is the amount sold in the next five days. You help me transfer it to the Huangfu Patriarch."

Lu Zijia waved her hand, and ten fist-sized jade bottles instantly appeared on the small stone table. "Two of them are for you and the Huangfu family. There are labels on them, don't mess with them."

Han Jingli seemed to have heard something incredible, his pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes fixed on Lu Zijia, as if he was wondering if he heard it wrong.

Lu Zijia rested his chin in one hand leisurely, and said half-jokingly, "This master knows that this master is loved by everyone, and flowers are blooming.

But this master is already a Taoist companion, Xiaojingli you, it's better not to be tempted by this master, or you will be sad in the end, but only Xiaojingli yourself. "