My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

After half an hour.

After digging more than one meter deep, Lu Zijia and the three finally dug out a huge wooden box.

"Ow! Ow! My uncle is finally free!"

At the moment when the wooden box was dug out, the golden pagoda rushed back to the ancient space with a 'swish'.

That speed, I don't know, I thought it was escaping for life!

Mu Yunhao took the wooden box out of the pit, and then opened the heavy wooden lid.

The remaining nine cultural relics are a lot.

However, Lu Zijia frowned slightly, because she did not notice anything wrong with the remaining nine cultural relics.

Could it be that the direction of her investigation was wrong? The soul that Yi Shiyuan was ingested was not among the ten cultural relics?

However, she has also checked the cultural relics that have not been taken away, and there is nothing wrong with them.

So, where did it go wrong?

"Is there anything wrong?"

Mu Tianyan seemed to see what she was thinking, and knelt down beside her and asked softly.

After Lu Zijia nodded slightly, Mu Tianyan said again, "Don't worry, there is no problem on the surface, but it doesn't mean there is really no problem, take your time."

Lu Zijia nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

Lu Zijia arranged the ten cultural relics in a row according to their size, released his consciousness, and monitored the ten cultural relics 360 degrees without dead ends.

Immediately, a powerful coercion surged out from Lu Zijia, approaching the ten cultural relics.

Five minutes later, Lu Zijia withdrew the pressure.

"Madam, how is it?" Mu Tianyan asked.

Lu Zijia frowned, "I still haven't seen any problems. If there is really a problem with one of these ten cultural relics, then the thing that produced intelligence has a strong ability to hide."

This also just proves that that thing is even more extraordinary.

"Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing, and lightning is the nemesis of everything. Madam may try to use lightning." Mu Tianyan suggested.

Although Mu Tianyan didn't know what was an item that produced spiritual wisdom on his own, he might as well give it a try.

Lu Zijia's eyes lit up, and she felt that she could try it.

Just the next moment, Lu Zijia's face fell again, "These are cultural relics. If I accidentally destroy it, will the people above come to me?"

Mu Tianyan raised his hand and rubbed her head, "Don't be afraid, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. I will bear it."

Wang Muyunhao, who was single on the side, said, "..." What happened to being forced into a wave of dog food all of a sudden?

Lu Zijia, who was waiting for her man's words, secretly compared in her heart.

"Ayan, you are so kind."

As Lu Zijia said that, she leaned over and stamped a stamp on the man's peerless face.

Mu Tianyan, who was rewarded by his wife, softened his stern face obviously.

Mu Yunhao, who was forcibly stuffed with a lot of dog food again, "..." Can he apply, so that when the second young master and the second young wife are together in the future, he will not be the light bulb?

Lu Zijia used the thunder system spiritual power, and the slender white hands flashed terrifying purple lightning.

"If you don't want to be split into ashes, just show yourself obediently."

Lu Zijia's sharp eyes swept over ten cultural relics of different sizes lined up in a row.

After Lu Zijia's voice fell for a moment, the ten cultural relics still did not fluctuate at all.

"Okay, since I want to be split into ashes, I will do it for you." After speaking, Lu Zijia suddenly activated the spiritual power in his body to the extreme, and the lightning flashed in his hand was even more powerful.