Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Night, silent.

After Gu Panxia returned to the house, she did not light the candle, but entered the space directly.

After collecting all the mature food in the space and planting new ones, she returned to the cabin.

She opened the Chaoyang Note on the table until it was on the third level where it was flying in the sky. Then she sat on the floor, closed her eyes, and practiced carefully with her eyes closed according to the instructions in the secret book.

Her face was calm, her hands quickly formed seals, and an invisible barrier instantly formed around her.

There was calm outside the barrier, but strong winds were blowing inside the barrier. Gu Panxia's clothes and black hair were not flying in the wind. As time passed, her brows became more and more frowned, her face turned slightly pale, and sweat began to appear on her forehead.

Gu Panxia only felt the pain coming from her internal organs, and then spread throughout her limbs and bones.

"puff--"

She opened her eyes suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the blood flowed down the corners of her lips.

"Ahem—"

She covered her chest and frowned.

Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. She usually practices according to the instructions in the secret book, and it always works smoothly. How could it be like this this time? Could it be that she remembered a wrong step?

She got up with difficulty, walked to the river and drank a few sips of spiritual water, then returned to the cabin again and looked over the third-level skills flying in the sky again.

But I found that the steps I practiced were exactly the same as those mentioned above.

"What went wrong?" Gu Panxia couldn't help but mutter to herself.

"Little girl, practice my unique martial arts, but be calm. You were too impatient just now and just wanted to rush for success, and you will naturally fail."

The sudden appearance of an old voice in her mind startled Gu Panxia. She looked around, but there was no one there.

"Who is speaking?"

"It's me, Chaoyang."

Gu Panxia was stunned, "Master Chaoyang? Haven't you already passed away?"

"Go to the Immortal? Huh! My soul is sealed in the secret book, so naturally I can't go to the Immortal."

"Your soul is sealed? Who can seal you?"

Isn't he the number one among the martial arts masters, unmatched by anyone? How could someone seal his soul?

"It's a long story, little girl, you'd better keep practicing. Remember, don't be too impatient, don't rush for success, imagine yourself as the wind, and then blend into it."

"Imagine becoming the wind and blending into it?" Gu Panxia murmured softly.

She was just thinking about getting stronger quickly and protecting the people around her. She couldn't calm down for a while, so was it backlashed?

She shouted into the air: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance. Pan Xia is grateful."

"Hey, little girl, don't be in a hurry to thank me first. The reason why I help you is because only you can avenge me."

"Revenge?" Gu Panxia was confused, "I wonder who you have enmity with? Didn't you die of old age and illness?"

Could it be that there is another hidden reason behind his death?

"Died of old age and illness? That's nonsense. I was harmed by that boy Du Tang. If I hadn't believed in him for a while, how could I have fallen into the trap?"

He was an expert. Although he could not live forever, it was not difficult to prolong his life. If he had not been poisoned, how could he have died at the age of sixty?

"Who is Du Tang?"

Gu Panxia was curious, thinking that the person who could harm Master Chaoyang should be someone he trusted.

Experts are generally very vigilant. Unless they are people they trust, ordinary people should not be able to get close to them.