My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Lu Zijia ignored Song Zhuohai and his wife, but said to Song Zixuan, "Come and help, lay your grandfather down."

The old man Song was in a hurry, and the situation was not very good. In addition to nourishing him with spiritual power, he also needed to open up the meridians.

"Son, go quickly."

Seeing that his son did not respond, Song Zhuohai quickly reminded.

If Lu Zijia hadn't called him personally, Song Zhuohai would have stepped forward to help.

Just for fear of causing Lu Zijia's displeasure, coupled with his skeptical and disbelieving attitude towards Lu Zijia just now, Song Zhuohai could only choose to remind his son.

Song Zixuan forced his still trembling body to calm down, walked over quickly, and carefully placed Old Master Song on the ground according to Lu Zijia's wishes.

After Mr. Song was laid down, Lu Zijia brought his index and middle fingers together and quickly tapped the acupoints on Mr. Song's body a few times.

It looks very light on the surface, but in fact Lu Zijia used spiritual power.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to open up the meridians blocked by Master Song.

Ten minutes later, Lu Zijia withdrew his spiritual power.

"What's the matter? Is my grandfather all right?" Seeing Lu Zijia withdraw his hand, Song Zixuan asked impatiently.

"It's alright for now."

In order to pull the old man Song back from the gate of hell, half of the spiritual power in her body was consumed.

But looking at the five million reward, it was considered a free treatment.

"It's only okay for the time being? Then... Master Lu, can you completely heal my father?"

Song Zhuohai heard Lu Zijia's implication, and couldn't help frowning and asking.

Fang Yueqiu was still a little skeptical at first, but it was obvious that her father-in-law's complexion was much better, so she completely believed that Lu Zijia was somewhat capable.

I just don't know how much it has.

Hearing her husband's words, Fang Yueqiu also said, "Master Lu, you are a good man. If you can save my father-in-law, please help me and save my father-in-law.

Of course, money is definitely not an issue. "

Lu Zijia, "..."

Before these two people regarded her as the god of plague, they could not wait to drive her out of the Song family gate.

Now suddenly it seems like she is regarded as a god, the mortals in this world are really very fickle!

Lu Zijia sighed in her heart, but on the surface she had the demeanor of an unfathomable master.

No way, her face is already tender enough, if she pretends to be inappropriate again, she will be suspected of being a liar again.

"Master Song's body has been invaded by demonic energy for many years. If there is no way to remove the demonic energy in his body, he will only be able to live for half a year at most."

Lu Zijia glanced at Mr. Song, whose whole body was enveloped in black demonic energy, and gave a diagnosis that shocked the hearts of the three Song family members.

"You are a sorcerer, and there must be a way to remove the magic energy from my grandfather's body, right?"

Song Zixuan clenched his fists tightly and looked at Lu Zijia's scarlet eyes with obvious hope.

"Yes, I have a way."

Lu Zijia simply nodded, "But it's an old rule, my shot fee is not low."

Song Zixuan looked at Lu Zijia who had written the words "I am greedy for money" on his forehead, and couldn't help but be speechless.

Haven't these sorcerers always regarded money as dung? Why did Lu Zijia become an exception?

Moreover, even if he is really greedy for money, shouldn't he hide it for the sake of face?

Is it really good to tell others 'I am greedy for money' so openly?