Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

The patriarch couldn't help but shook his head and sighed at the elder, and said with a smile: "You don't have to be like this, even King Zhao, who claims to be a genius that is rare in millions of years, will feel ashamed in front of these little kids! "

It's a bit shameful to think that a group of old guys who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years are not as strong as a few kids who have only lived for ten or twenty years.

The most hateful thing is that in just two years, they have reached or even surpassed the achievements that took them hundreds of years to achieve. This is really infuriating!

Several people said modestly: "The great elder and the clan leader are so complimentary!"

The clan leader and the great elder secretly thought: Is it ridiculous? What a ghost!

"Girl, how about...you come first?"

The city guard elder gently pushed the crystal stone in front of Gu Panxia, ​​indicating to her to detect it first.

The great elder and clan leader both looked at her expectantly.

Among these people, she and Lu Yuan were the only ones whose strength the clan leader could not see through.

Gu Panxia pursed her lips and put her hand on the crystal stone. A burst of bright light broke through the attic. Then, the light faded and the crystal stone returned to calm.

I saw the crystal stone flashing with a faint white light, and the white light exuded a holy light.

"Holy Spirit Intermediate!"

The patriarch suddenly stood up from the futon, his face full of disbelief.

Gu Panxia also just advanced in the past few days. During this period, as long as she stayed in the inn, she would enter the space to practice. Sometimes, it would even last a whole day. This is why she was able to advance from the advanced level in just half a month. The reason why the beginner level of Holy Spirit advanced to the intermediate level of Holy Spirit.

In the room, except for Lu Yuan and Ji Yue who looked calm, the other three people were either in disbelief, dumbfounded, or confused.

"This is the reaction of the crystal stone to the intermediate level of the Holy Spirit. Then what color is Bai Ling?"

Gu Panxia ignored the shock of the three people and asked doubtfully.

The city guard elder came back to his senses, swallowed, and said: "Bai, Bai Ling is white. The higher the level of Bai Ling, the richer the color. The opposite is true for the Holy Spirit. The higher the level, the more colorless it becomes."

"What about the spirits? The spirits come in various colors?"

Gu Panxia was like a good student, not ashamed to ask questions.

The city guard elder hesitated and said: "This...according to historical records, the colors displayed by the spirits are seven colors."

As for whether it was true, he had never seen it.

In Mocheng today, except for his father who is a junior Holy Spirit, and a few missing old guys who are intermediate Holy Spirit, and who are at the peak of Holy Spirit, no one has reached the spiritual realm.

Speaking of this respected spirit, Gu Panxia suddenly thought of the old wine man.

At that time, when she was at the Xiaoxian Tavern, she wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of Jiu Lao, but unfortunately, the shopkeeper said that he had left, going to the bottom of Wuyuan Cliff to collect materials for making wine.

She didn't understand what materials for making wine could grow under the Wuyuan Cliff in the ice and snow.

Later, after understanding it, the shopkeeper said that there was a kind of fruit at the bottom of Wuyuan Cliff, called ice fruit. The ice fruit contained spiritual energy, but it was too cold to be eaten directly.

Every once in a while, Mr. Jiu will go to the bottom of Wuyuan Cliff to pick ice fruits. When making wine, he will put one or two in it to enhance the deliciousness of the wine.

This was the first time Gu Panxia had heard of the ice fruit that contained spiritual power. However, the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that tasted as good as the fruit wine he brewed must have something to do with the ice fruit.

"You guys are so amazing!"

Pulled back from his thoughts by the excited voice of the city guard elder, Gu Panxia realized that others had also finished detecting their strength.

She pursed her lips slightly, looking at the city guarding elder who couldn't hide his surprise, and thinking that he lied to her that the aura of Qingxuan Continent was richer than that of Wuming Continent, she couldn't help but snort.