Fantasy: After Transmigrate, I Relied On The Fishing System To Make A Difference

"You go down first and come back to me tomorrow."

"Yes, Master!" Mu Linger agreed respectfully, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration. She turned and left, closing the door gently.

After Mu Ling'er respectfully retreated, a smile appeared on Xiao Qifan's gentle face.

’ He closed his eyes gently, and a mysterious spiritual power overflowed from his body and slowly sank into his bottomless sea of ​​consciousness.

In this vast realm, he felt a shimmering soul pill, and the infinite power contained in it seemed to emit a powerful aura that could destroy everything with every heartbeat.

The moment Xiao Qifan stepped into the soul elixir realm, his strength achieved a qualitative leap, as if all ordinary items became extraordinary under his control. He knows that this world is full of unknowns and dangers.

"This world is full of powerful people, and Xue Yaotian is just a drop in them."

He muttered silently in his heart, clasping his hands, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He knows that only by constantly breaking through himself can he gain a foothold in this world full of opportunities and challenges.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down the fluctuations in his heart. The road to spiritual practice was long and arduous, but he had firm faith and determination. No matter what difficulties and challenges he encounters, he will persevere until he reaches his goal.

Although his current cultivation level is not particularly strong in Mingxia Continent, he is undoubtedly a noteworthy existence in Xueyao Tiandu.

His name, Xiao Qifan, has become a symbol of genius. And now, with the blessing of the system, his future is limitless.

More importantly, in the center of his sea of ​​​​consciousness, there was a Spirit Pill that he accidentally obtained while fishing, silently hovering, releasing a faint white light. That was Qizhuan Pojing Pill, an extremely precious elixir.

He had just broken through to the soul elixir realm and had only consumed one round of the medicine's power, but the remaining medicine was still fully effective. If one day he can completely refine this Spirit Pill, his cultivation will undoubtedly reach a higher level.

Xiao Qifan restrained his spiritual thoughts, and a sharp cold light flashed across his eyes from afar. "Ghost Luo Sect!"

He gritted his teeth and read. With his current cultivation level, it is not difficult to eliminate the five elders of Guiluo Sect. Now that he has taken over this body and obtained its memory, avenging it is equivalent to avenging himself.

But Guiluo Sect is after all one of the two major sects in Xueyao Tiandu, and its strength cannot be underestimated.

If he wants to compete with the Ghost Luo Sect, he needs to at least break through to the Spirit Pill realm. However, this is no easy task and requires a lot of time and effort. Fortunately, Xiao Qifan has a fishing system, which will greatly reduce the difficulty for him to break through the realm.

As long as he keeps fishing, he may obtain various precious items to improve his cultivation.

And cultivating disciples is also an effective way to improve yourself. Watching Mu Ling'er leave, Xiao Qifan had a new plan in mind. He decided to accept Mu Ling'er as his personal disciple and personally guide her in her practice.

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Early the next morning, as the sun rose, Mu Ling'er had already appeared in the main hall.

Entering this magnificent palace, Mu Ling'er couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly, her pretty face full of worry.

However, it is more exciting!

"Disciple pays homage to Master!"

When she pushed the door open and entered, she saw Xiao Qifan already waiting in the hall, and she quickly bowed and saluted.

"You are now my disciple. From now on, you no longer need to be my handyman disciple of Fengyue Jiangshan. You can go to the sect's registration office and ask them to customize a set of special clothes for you!"

Xiao Qifan looked at her ragged clothes and said.

"Yes! Thank you Master!"

On Taixuan Mountain, the disciples within the sect are also divided into three, six or nine levels.

The lowest level is the handyman, followed by the outer sect, the inner sect, and the true disciple or core disciple. The clothing of each level is different.

Among these people, the true disciples' clothing is the most gorgeous, and their welfare is certainly the highest.

Xiao Qifan smiled, and then said: "Come on, I will deliver spiritual power to you! Think of it as a gift to my eldest disciple after I break through!"

Perhaps, to Xiao Qifan, this is just a trivial matter.

But Mu Ling'er's delicate body suddenly shook, and her beautiful eyes widened.

What? Master, are you going to help me?

Although she came from a humble background, after entering the Dao Hong Sect, she would go to the Sutra Pavilion and read all the books she could see in order to become stronger.

Therefore, she is no stranger to this method of pouring spiritual energy.

On the road of cultivation, if a person wants to become stronger, there are usually three ways: relying on one's own qualifications, relying on treasures from heaven and earth, or relying on spiritual energy. Pouring spiritual energy is the fastest method, but it also has a huge drawback, that is, you will lose your cultivation forever!

In other words, once a high-level monk is empowered by spiritual energy, his cultivation level will decline. If he wants to fully recover, he must practice step by step as before.

Although the spiritual energy reserves of strong men are certainly much stronger than those of Low Level monks, this infusion is based on a percentage!

Therefore, for high-level monks, the infusion of spiritual power will almost only harm themselves!

Even the closest people are rarely willing to convey spiritual energy to others.

It was precisely for this reason that Mu Ling'er was shocked and lost consciousness for a moment.

Xiao Qifan is now a master in the soul elixir realm. Even giving her a little spiritual energy can make her much stronger than she is now.

"Master, you-" Mu Ling'er choked and said, tears blurring her eyes.

As soon as she thought of this, her eyes instantly turned red and she burst into tears. This spiritual power seemed to give her a chance to be reborn!

She is just an ordinary handyman disciple. How can she be a disciple of Elder Xiao? Now he wants to give her spiritual power?

Xiao Qifan said calmly: "Don't be surprised. If you become my disciple, I will never treat you badly."

Although the spiritual energy pouring will cause some damage to his practice, it will also give him a chance to fish in the system, which is the biggest benefit to him. Moreover, the more he gives, the more benefits he will get from it.

Therefore, becoming Xiao Qifan's disciple is extremely lucky, but the luckiest one is himself.