My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Even though the Mu family has declined now, the Mu family's reputation is still very large. After all, the ancestor of the Mu family is the only national treasure of the tenth level of ancient martial arts in country A!

Although everyone outside knows, the ancestors of the Mu family may not last long.

But as long as the ancestors of the Mu family were alive for a day, those people outside would not dare to kill the Mu family.

After all, the old monsters of the tenth level of ancient martial arts are not easy to provoke. They are afraid of making people anxious. If they die with them, then they will not cry to death!

Lu Zijia blinked, looking even more innocent, "Don't we know it's weird?"

The family of four tore apart the space and went directly to the door of the Mu family. It was strange to know the specific situation of the Mu family.

Du Yankang was choked by Lu Zijia's arrogant question, and roared wildly in his heart: Is it strange? Of course it's weird!

As a martial artist, how can you not know the only national treasure-level tenth-level ancient martial artist in Country A? !

This family, I'm afraid they didn't come out of the deep mountains and old forests!

Although Song Yi was also surprised by Lu Zijia's ignorance, he seemed more calm than Du Yankang, "Our Mu family ancestor, named Ruishu, is the only tenth-level ancient martial artist in our country."

Song Yi deliberately emphasized the identity of the strong ancestors of the Mu family, and the purpose was naturally to deter Lu Zijia and the others, implying that if they dared to be detrimental to the Mu family, they would definitely have no good fruit to eat.

Of course, Lu Zijia didn't seem to have heard the meaning of his words. He didn't know what to think of, and smiled, "It turned out to be that little kid, but I didn't expect to be the ancestor."

When she and A Yan left the mortal world, Murray was only ten years old.

More than two hundred years later, that little brat became the ancestor of the Mu family.

I have to say, the years are not forgiving!

"Let's go Ah Yan, let's go and see how that little brat is doing."

Lu Zijia didn't seem to see Song Yi and the two frowning instantly when they heard her calling the Mu family's ancestor a little brat, and said to their Taoist companions in a good mood.

I thought that I would not see acquaintances again when I came back this time, but I didn't expect that there would be another Murray book.

A pleasant surprise indeed.

As the words fell, Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan disappeared instantly.

Although Mu Ruishu's retreat was hidden, it was an easy task for Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan to find a mortal.

However, their sudden disappearance still startled Song Yi and Du Yankang again.

In the mountain behind the huge Mu family, there is a hidden room underneath.

A gray-haired old man was sitting cross-legged on the futon. The old man's face was full of wrinkles, and his spirit seemed not to be very good.

It's like it's about to die.

At this moment, two figures silently appeared in front of the white-haired old man.

"Murray's little brat, long time no see!"

Seeing the white-haired old man in front of him, Lu Zijia couldn't help but sigh again in his heart that the years are not forgiving.

Back then, the white and tender kid with a hard mouth turned into a white-haired old man in a blink of an eye. He was really not used to it.

But mortal life, old age, sickness and death is the law of all things, even if she and Ah Yan have already been born, they can't change the rules of mortal life, old age, sickness and death.

Therefore, all they can do is to help their loved ones who care about them to prolong their life as much as possible without violating the rules of all things.