My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Once the mental power engraved on the space ring is erased, it is like the door has no lock, and anyone can push it open to see what is inside.

"You'd better be calm in the future. If you let the young master take care of you again, don't blame the old man for not giving face to your dead mother!"

After the old woman Qiu warned Lian Yu again, regardless of the other party's reaction, she directly returned to the cabin with the space ring that she took away.

Looking at the back of the old lady Qiu entering the cabin, Lian Yu was frightened and frightened, her slender body trembling uncontrollably, and she didn't know if she was angry or she was too scared.

Seeing that this scene was really over, to avoid lying inexplicably again, Lu Zijia silently found a corner and sat cross-legged to reduce his sense of existence.

Alas... Although she likes to be low-key, these low-key people who are silent and transparent are really not suitable for her!

How long will it take to live like this? Ugh……

At this moment, Lu Zijia missed her Taoist companion even more.

If A Yan was here, she wouldn't have to worry too much and just let go of Yi Bo, she didn't even need to look at the face of the uncertain old woman!

The most important thing is that if it is confirmed that she, a "destined person", cannot make Si Zijun recover, the old woman will not keep her anymore.

Thinking of this, Lu Zijia frowned unconsciously, and at the same time glanced around, looking for an opportunity to escape.

It was only for half a month that Lu Zijia didn't find a chance to escape.

The flying ships they are riding on are sky-level flying spirits, and it is not easy to break through its defense, let alone break it silently.

Now, she can only count on the Array Mage Guild.

If the Array Mage Association paid enough attention to her, after knowing that she had been kidnapped, they would definitely send someone to look for her.

But to Lu Zijia's disappointment, until they reached their destination, not to mention the members of the Array Mage Guild, not even the shadows have seen one.

Standing on the edge of the deck, Lu Zijia looked at the large majestic building towering above the mountain, with a look of amazement in his eyes.

Poor Qi Zong? !

Seeing the three characters of dragon flying and phoenix dance engraved on the door plaque, Lu Zijia was shocked.

Poor Qi Zong! The three of Si Zijun are actually from the Poor Qi Sect, and Si Zijun seems to be the grandson of the Great Elder of the Poor Qi Sect!

According to the information I have heard, the elders of the five major sects are all Mahayana powers...

Well, she's just a weak chicken in the early Nascent Soul, and the chance of overturning is still very high for such a big guy in the Mahayana period!

At this moment, Lu Zijia really wanted to draw a circle and curse the bastard who figured out that she was Si Zijun or something!

Oh, right!

Calculated that she is Si Zijun or some kind of person, it seems that she is the fourth elder of the poor Qizong!

Well, there is one more person in her small book.

"You have already entered the realm of Qiongqi Zong, young master, please hold on for a while."

Seeing Si Zijun lying on the bed very weak, like he was about to die, the old woman Qiu's wrinkled face was full of distress.

On the fifth day of his journey back to Qiongqizong, Si Zijun's health suddenly deteriorated.

So in the next month, Qiu and Lian Yu's minds were on Si Zijun, and they didn't have time to trouble Lu Zijia.

On the contrary, Lu Zijia came to the Poor Qi Zong without any damage.

A quarter of an hour later, the flying ship slowly landed above the building on one of the mountain peaks.