My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
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"Impossible, not possible! You'll want that chair too, and you'll want that chair too!"

Duanmuge was unwilling to believe what Duanmuheng had said, because if that was true, wouldn't his disguise and calculations over the years be a joke?

Duanmuheng picked up the spirit sword on the ground and approached Duanmu Ge step by step, "Trust it or not."

"You, what do you want to do!"

Seeing the spirit sword around his neck, Duanmu Ge's pupils suddenly stiffened, "You can't kill the main hall, you can't kill the main hall! There were people in the main hall outside. If they knew that you killed the main hall, they would immediately start another communication jade pendant. At that time, your mother and concubine will not survive! "

Duanmu Heng suddenly stopped, and the hatred in his heart almost overflowed.

Terrified Duanmu Heng, let Duanmu Ge once again restore the posture of a victor.

"Duanmuheng, you immediately killed Mu Tianyan for the main hall, and the main hall will let you and your concubine, how?"

Duanmu Ge looked at Mu Tianyan with hatred, and then asked Duanmu Heng to be fascinated.

Duanmuheng's eyes condensed, and the spirit sword on Duanmu Ge's neck instantly approached for a few minutes, "Without the help of spiritual power, Brother Er Wang feels that your enchantment technique is still useful to me?"

Duan Mu Ge hated his heart so much, gritted his teeth and said, "Even if it is useless, your mother and concubine's life and death are still in the hands of this hall!"

If he dies, Duanmuheng don't think about it!

"Not necessarily."

Lu Zijia's voice suddenly intervened between the two, "Cousin, uncle has sent word that second aunt has been saved, and the king is temporarily fine."

Duanmu Heng was no longer jealous when he heard those words, and when Duanmu Ge had time to speak, he sighed in an instant.

Duanmu Ge's eyes widened, and he did not look at her.

Clearly, he never thought that his careful calculations for over 30 years would end up in such a field.

Mu Tianyan's figure moved, he appeared beside Duanmu Ge in the blink of an eye, and immediately used a soul searching technique on Duanmu Ge, who had just lost his breath and his soul had not dispersed.

After a while, Mu Tianyan stopped searching for souls.

Under Lu Zijia's questioning gaze, Mu Tianyan slowly said, "Master Ge reached an agreement with the Helian family, and the Helian family helped him sit on the throne. After that incident, Duanmu Ge would give a large amount of training resources to the Helian family every year."

"Helian's house?!"

Duanmuheng's face was startled, "The Helian Family is one of the top families in Hongtian Empire, how is it possible..."

How could covet the cultivation resources provided by their small De Lin country?

"It should have been just a branch of the Helian family." Mu Tianyan analyzed.

The memory of Danmu Ge's soul, knowing only that the other party was from the Helian family, whereas who was from the Helian family, was unknown.

However, Duanmu Ge himself probably guessed that the chances of the person working with him being the head of the Helian family were very small.

However, even just a small branch of the Helian family was enough to make their small De Lin country jealous.

After all, there was something wrong with the branch, and the main family could not let go.

As long as the surname was Helian, it represented the Helian family, one of the top families.

"Helian's hand is too long!" Duanmu Heng said angrily.

Delin was bound to the Hongtian Empire. Even if they wanted to reach out to the Delin Kingdom to request additional resources to donate, it had to be requested by the king of Hongtian Empire. What does Helian's intervention mean?

"If it's just a branch of the Helian family, now that Duanmu Ge is dead, the Helian family shouldn't be doing anything else." Lu Zijia comforted.

Although the Helian family was a top-tier family, Hongtian Empire was still controlled by the royal family, if this happened, even the main family would not be able to eat.

So this time, the Helian family could only suffer because of this foolish man.

Duanmu Heng took a deep breath, suppressed the hatred in his heart, nodded and said, "I hope so."

Duanmu Ge was dead, and the guards outside naturally became insignificant. Lu Zijia and the others cleaned up and went straight to the carriage.

As long as there were guards who wanted to intercept them, but they were all killed.

Seeing this, the other guards did not dare to move anymore, and watched the carriage Lu Zijia and the others were riding further and further away.

Six days later, Lu Zijia and the others arrived at the imperial city.

Once some people arrived at the imperial city, they were arranged by concubine Xian first to wait for the guards at the city gate, and they were taken directly to the palace.

"Mother Concubine!"

Duanmuheng got off the carriage and saw the news that Liang Wenmei was waiting at the palace gate early.

"Mother concubine, are you okay?" Duan Muheng asked with concern.

After several years of imprisonment, Liang Wenmei's face had a few traces of years left, but it was still gentle and moving.

Liang Wenmei smiled lovingly, and looked up and down at her son. After making sure that there was no damage to his son, his heart relaxed slightly.

"Mother and concubine are fine, it is only because you have suffered for you," Liang Wenmei said sadly.

After so many years, she felt the warm attention of mother and concubine again, and Duanmu Heng's eyes were slightly red.

"Silly boy."

Liang Wenmei, who had been holding back, finally could not help but wet her eyes at this moment.

Lu Zijia and the others saw the reunion of Duanmuheng's mother and son. It wasn't easy to disturb, so they walked over to Liang Zongxing silently and called out.

Liang Zongxing smiled in relief seeing that they were all safe and sound.

Then both sides talked briefly about what happened.

After he finished talking about what had happened, Liang Zongxing fell silent for a while before saying again, "Just the situation of the king is not very good. The alchemists in the imperial city had been invited to show the king, but it was impossible. "

Lu Zijia slightly nodded when she heard those words, "Then uncle will take me to see the king. If there's a way, I'll definitely try my best."

From what Duanmu Ge had said earlier, it was not difficult to hear that this king was still protecting Duanmu Heng's mother and son in his heart, otherwise, it would be difficult to hear that this king was still protecting Duanmu Heng's mother and son in his heart, he would not be passively controlled by Duanmu Ge.

"Jia'er, I'm bothering you."

Liang Wenmei, who realized that there were others there, looked regretful and wishedful to Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia died and died, and was reborn. Liang Wenmei had been snorting at her older brother Liang Zongxing talking about it, so she was not surprised to see Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia smiled and shook her head, "It should be so."

Before she had grown up in her previous life, other than the Liang family, her second aunt had also helped her a lot, and even the many precious spiritual plants she needed were secretly given to her by her second aunt.

As soon as some people exchanged words again, they went to the palace where the king was.

"What about Jia'er, king ... is there any rescue?"

After seeing Lu Zijia's diagnosis, Liang Wenmei couldn't wait to ask.

Lu Zijia glanced at Duan Mu Lin who was lying on the dragon bed, his eyes unconscious, his face as gray as a dead person, and he muttered for a while before he said:

"The poison in the king's body has penetrated into his internal organs. Although I was able to save his life, I was unable to maintain his cultivation.

So, when he woke up again, he would only become an ordinary human. "

Liang Wen Meisha only felt five thunderstorms, and her face turned pale.

"Mother Concubine!"

Seeing that his mother and concubine were about to fall, it seemed like they would fall at any moment, Duanmu Heng hurriedly stepped forward and carefully held the person.

After training hard for decades, and finally achieving success in cultivation, but suddenly turning back into a human. For cultivators, life is better than death.

Moreover, the man lying on the dragon bed was still the supreme emperor of Lin Kingdom!

How is this acceptable, how is it acceptable!

Lu Zijia looked at Liang Wenmei's grief, although she wanted to say yes, but in reality, she really had no other way.

Even though he knew of his ruthlessness, Lu Zijia still shook her head, "I am only a profound level alchemist now. This is the best result to be able to save the king's life."

It was also because of the king's determination and decisiveness, otherwise what they saw now was the king's withered bones.

Liang Wenmei cried when she heard this.

Duanmuheng was also very sad, "Jia'er, then my father, can he still train in the future?"

Lu Zijia thought for a moment, "It could be, but her talent and talent might be worse before being poisoned."

"As long as it can still practice," Duan Muheng said excitedly.

As long as you can practice, there is hope there.

Furthermore, the father was the king of Delin Kingdom, even if his talent was a little worse, he could still use the treasures of heaven, matter, and earth to push the cultivation base to the foundation.

Building a foundation can live about two hundred years, and the rest can only be said later.

Lu Zijia took two days to finally remove the poison from Duanmulin's body, and the rest was a matter of conditioning.

……

Perseverance Hall.

Lu Zijia looked at the large wooden box she moved to, and her expression was unclear.

Duan Muheng followed, and looked at Lu Zijia's confused gaze, and explained, "Jia'er, this Lingzhi is a gift from my father to thank."

Speaking, Duanmuheng opened one of the wooden boxes.

"Look, Jia'er, these spiritual plants are all my father's treasures, even the chief alchemist of our royal family asked my father to ask for them, but my father did not give them."

It has been half a month since Duanmu Lin was treated.

Eight days ago, Duan Mu Lin was already awake. After learning that he had become an ordinary human, he did not react too much, but felt relieved.

However, Duan Mu Lin was very happy to know that he could still train again.

After all, after being a cultivator for decades, suddenly becoming a human was still very unusual.

Lu Zijia looked at the mysterious Lingzhi inside the wooden box, and her eyes suddenly brightened.

However, the few wooden boxes that Duanmuheng opened after that were basically yellow-level Lingzhi.

But this was not surprising, Delin was just a small country, and it was already very good to be able to take out a box of mysterious level spiritual herbs.

"The king is interested, then I am accepted!"

Lu Zijia did not mean to be polite at all. After speaking, he instantly received a few large Lingzhi boxes into the ancient space.

Speed, that's fast!

"Oh, right."

Lu Zijia suddenly remembered something, and took out five storage bags from the space and handed them to Duan Muheng, “The material is limited, and only the storage bag can be refined. Each storage bag has a hundred square meters, which should be enough. "

Duanmuheng looked at the storage bag handed to him, surprised and happy, and said in disbelief, "Jia'er, this storage bag is for me?"

Half a month ago, Lu Zijia started collecting materials and said that she would fix the storage bag.

This was only a storage bag, even for advanced refining, it was extremely difficult to refine successfully, so Duanmuheng and the others did not take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, half a month later, he would see the finished product with his own eyes!

"Yes, don't you want it?"

Seeing what Duanmuheng wanted but not daring to take it, Lu Zijia inevitably became a little amused.

Duanmu nodded steadily, "I want to, of course I want it!"

Immediately, as if afraid that Lu Zijia would regret it, she picked up the storage bag and hugged him tightly.

But soon, he took out another storage bag and used mental strength to explore the space inside.

Upon seeing the large space in the storage bag, Duan Muheng could not help but flinch.

"It's really a hundred square meters!"

His father also had a storage bag, worth several million spiritual stones, but only thirty square meters small, the gap was not too big!

Lu Zijia fell silent, "Of course it's true."

In fact, if not for material restrictions, he could also fix larger storage bags.

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Duan Muheng smiled awkwardly, and then changed the subject, "By the way, Jia'er, those who visited, do you want to meet me?"

Lu Zijia raised her eyebrows, narrowing her eyes suspiciously, "Why did you suddenly mention this?"

When those people said they were going to visit him, Duanmuheng was the most active in stopping those people, but now he asked if he wanted to see them.

There's weirdness, there's gotta be weirdness!

Duanmuheng touched his nose with a guilty conscience, "This ... The chief alchemist of our royal family would like to visit you. He's been asking me this for half a month, so……"

In fact, instead of asking her for half a month, she was stalked and harassed for half a month, almost driving her crazy!

The name Lu Zijia, eight years ago, had made the entire Delin country like thunder.

Eight years later, as the waves of animals once again made the entire Kingdom of Delin know about Lu Zijia, the name of this peerless genius was eight years ago!

After thinking for a moment, Lu Zijia slightly nodded, "Is this person credible?"

"Credibly, the alchemist is a member of our royal family." Duanmu Hengdao's.

"In addition to these alchemists, you can find some more credible alchemists. I see if you can train more profound level alchemists in four months."

Four months later, he would go to Hongtian Empire to apply to Hongtian Academy.

Duanmu Heng widened his eyes in disbelief when he heard the words, "Jia, Jiaer, are you serious?"

Know that, whether it is an alchemist or another witch, most of them value themselves.

"False." said Lu Zijia.

Duan Muheng, who was still excited just a moment ago, suddenly felt like he was doused in ice water, and his entire body was cold.

Lu Zijia looked innocent, "Why should I say fake?"

He had not raised this issue in his previous life because he was afraid that emperor Duanmu Lin would think too much.

Now, Duan Mu Lin should only be more grateful to him, rather than thinking that he had a conspiracy or something.

Duanmuheng, who was warming up again in an instant, "..."

My cousin, he said half of the problem first, he really hasn't changed at all!

It really ... itches to make you want to be beaten!