My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

After returning to the room, Lu Zijia immediately took out the jade pendant bought from Uncle Xu.

After a little bit of spiritual power, a few cracks appeared in the jade pendant in Lu Zijia's hand.

Lu Zijia broke apart the outer layer of broken jade, revealing the real treasure inside - Hongyu.

Feeling the rich spiritual energy emanating from the ruby ​​in the palm of his hand, Lu Zijia's eyes were faintly excited.

The spiritual energy contained in this piece of ruby ​​is more concentrated and pure than she expected.

Lu Zijia didn't waste any time, just sitting cross-legged on the bed with the red jade in his hand, he started to practice.

...

The night passed quietly, and when Lu Zijia opened her eyes, the ruby ​​in her hand also turned to ashes.

After a whole night of training, Lu Zijia not only did not feel tired at all, but was refreshed.

After absorbing all the spiritual energy in the red jade, she successfully entered the first level of Qi training.

Although the aura in her body is insignificant compared to the aura in her golden core period.

But in this world where spiritual qi is scarce, it is already very good to be able to successfully introduce qi into the body.

"Knock-"

After Lu Zijia finished washing up, just as she was about to go downstairs, there was a knock on her door.

"Uncle He? Is there something wrong?"

When he opened the door and saw Uncle He, Lu Zijia asked suspiciously.

Although Uncle He is not hostile to her, he is still on guard, so he shouldn't look for her in general.

Uncle He first smiled apologetically and said, "Sorry for the second young lady to disturb you so early. It's like this. The young master of the Song family called the old house and said that he was looking for you, the second young lady, in a hurry."

"Master Song? Who is it?"

Lu Zijia was stunned and blurted out subconsciously.

The original owner's circle was very narrow, and apart from the classmates he knew from reading, he basically didn't know anyone.

The young master of the Song family, she did not find it from the memory of the original owner.

Seeing that Lu Zijia's reaction didn't seem like a fake, Uncle He replied with a thoughtful look in his eyes, "It's Song Zixuan of the Song family. If the second young lady doesn't want to accept him, I can help you reject him."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

Lu Zijia nodded, she was too lazy to pay attention to people she didn't know, after all her time was very precious.

Lu Zijia sat at the dining table, while eating breakfast, he swiped his mobile phone to see if there were any tasks to pick up on the APP of the Special Operations Department.

It's a pity that she refreshed it more than a dozen times, but it didn't show that there were any unanswered tasks.

Lu Zijia shook her head secretly and sighed, business in this world is really hard to find!

"Second young lady, the young master of the Song family called again and said that you know each other." When Lu Zijia was almost eating, Uncle He appeared again.

Lu Zijia was stunned, when did she meet that young master of the Song family? Why doesn't she know?

Suddenly, Lu Zijia thought of someone.

That young master of the Song family, shouldn't it be the unlucky young master of the local tyrant yesterday?

With this doubt, Lu Zijia answered the phone this time.

"Lu Zijia, why can't you get through on your phone, and you still don't answer my call!"

As soon as Lu Zijia gave her a feed, a frantic and familiar voice came from the phone.

"It's really you unlucky bastard, I thought who was looking for me!"

Hearing the familiar male voice, Lu Zijia immediately knew who this young master of the Song family was.

On the other side of the phone, Song Zixuan seemed to take a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "Don't call me unlucky again, my name is Song Zixuan, Song Zixuan!"