MTL - Portable Space: The Peasant Princess-Chapter 877 Fruit ice

Chapter 877 Ice Fruit

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 is a bit shameful to think that a group of old guys who have grown up for hundreds of 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, people have reached or even surpassed what it took them hundreds of years to achieve. This is really infuriating!

They all said modestly: "The great elder and the clan leader are so ridiculous!"

The patriarch and the great elder secretly thought: False praise? 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 the 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 at a loss.

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

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

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

“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 of the spirit are seven colors."

As to whether it is true, he has never seen it.

Today, in Mocheng, except for his father, who is a junior Holy Spirit, and a few unknown old guys, who are intermediate Holy Spirit, and peak Holy Spirit, no one has reached the realm of spiritual beings.

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

At that time, when she was in the small tavern, she wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of the old man. Unfortunately, the shopkeeper said that he had left and went to the bottom of Wuyuan Cliff to collect some 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 getting to know it, the shopkeeper said that there is a kind of fruit at the bottom of Wuyuan Cliff, called ice fruit. The ice fruit contains spiritual energy, but it cannot be eaten directly because it is too cold.

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 is the first time Gu Panxia has heard of the ice fruit that contains spiritual power. However, the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that tastes as good as the fruit wine he brewed must have something to do with the ice fruit.

 “You guys are so amazing!”

Being brought 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 and looked at the city guard elder who couldn't hide his surprise. She thought about how he lied to her that the aura of Qingxuan Continent was richer than that of Wuming Continent, and she couldn't help but snort.

 (End of this chapter)