I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

"The rules of this martial arts meeting are similar to the previous ones. I believe your master has told you all, so I won't talk about it anymore."

Daoxuan said, with a move, thousands of pieces of paper floated in the sky.

"Each disciple, draw one piece, with the corresponding number and order, and there will be your corresponding opponent."

When everyone heard the words, they jumped into the air and took their own pieces of paper.

The pieces of paper are rapidly decreasing, and everyone has a piece.

A total of 1,324 yuan, and soon everyone got their own paper.

There was only a single piece of paper left in the air, and it was unclaimed.

It is not unclaimed, but everyone already has it. This seems to be a redundant piece.

"Brother Master, this piece of paper should belong to your new apprentice. Since he hasn't appeared, he seems to have to give up bye."

When Cang Song touched his beard and smiled, he smiled with a sense of gloat.

Daoxuan also had some regrets, but there was nothing he could do. Jiang Siming hadn't seen anyone since he went down the mountain two years ago. He went to look for it for a month and didn't find it.

"Who said to give up?"

At this time, there was a clear voice from the horizon, like a loud noise from a nine-day clock.

Everyone looked together, a sword covered with frost pierced out of the clouds, and on the sword was a young master Pian Pianjia standing.

The breeze blew the sleeves, hunting noises, and there were peach blossoms swirling around the sleeves.

The figure quickly approached everyone.

The body is headed up, aura, like a banished immortal from the nine heavens.

It is deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.

It should be as written in the poem: I want clouds to fly in the wind, and go straight to the middle of the moon.

I feel that this poem was written for him.

When the visitor put it in front, he raised his hand to easily remove the last piece of paper and fell to the ground.

After landing, the Frost Sword whirled around Jiang Siming, cutting down all the peach blossoms.

At this time everyone thought of another poem:

Wish to match Liuxia to Qingming, the sword falls to the peach blossom, and a river of maple fills the south.

People who are literary may not be used to it, who would have something easy to understand?

This person is our old river.

Is this way of playing okay?

Seeing all the male disciples bowing their heads ashamed, and seeing the shy and timid autumn eyes of all the female disciples, you should also know that this way of playing is crazy and cool.

B let Old Jiang pretend to go.

At this moment, Zhao Ling had only Jiang Siming in his eyes, and he was the only one in the crowd.

Tian Ling was more excited than anyone else, pulling Su Ru's arm subconsciously, Su Ru could feel her daughter's heart sound quite hot.

Even Lu Xueqi and Shui Yue were dumbfounded.

"Sorry, I'm a bit late, but luckily I'm not late."

Jiang Siming said with a smile, Chong Daoxuan.

Daoxuan smiled with relief and nodded: "It's fine to come back, and it's fine to come back."

Jiang Siming turned to face all Qingyun disciples again, and made a high-profile ridicule, and said, "Dear brothers and sisters, have you missed me for two years?"

Puff~

Many disciples couldn't help laughing out loud, of course the female disciples shouted in their hearts.

As for the male disciples, everyone is very upset. Jiang Siming is also trying to put on a cup!

The whole cup was filled by him.

Like Qi Haolin Jingyu Zhang Xiaofan and the others, they wanted to shout: I miss you M too! Dog thief!

Cang Song on the side couldn't stand it, snorted coldly, and said, "You can reach the spiritual cultivation stage within two months of Qingyunmen, but you have been outside for two full years, and you have just built the foundation. I guess it must have been spent outside. Neglect spiritual practice."

Jiang Siming looked back at Cang Song and smiled: "No matter how much I spend my time and drink, I still beat your apprentice all over the floor to find teeth."

After finishing speaking, he raised the Ice Sword, took out a Dragon Slashing in his other hand, and said, "I haven't thanked your apprentice for giving me the sword. The needle does not poke."

Lin Jingyu and Qi Hao have wonderful expressions, and they can't wait to chop Jiang Siming.

The disciples of Long Shoufeng also stared at him viciously.

"Bastard! Return my disciple sword!"

Cang Song blushed and his neck was thick, and he was about to grab the sword.

Instead of hiding, Jiang Siming threw the sword in front of him: "You take it, just take it."

Cang Song stepped out and stopped in place, and saw Daoxuan looking at him with a hint of chill in his eyes.

Only then did Cang Song remember that the head teacher was still around, and that Jiang Siming was the most proud disciple of the head teacher.

Besides, Jiang Siming is a sword won by pure strength. If he takes a shot and grabs it, wouldn't he be slapped in the face?

Immediately, a cold sweat broke out on Cangsong's back, thinking that he almost fell on the bastard.

"Hmph, you won it, if you take it away, sooner or later, my disciple will win it back." Cang Song said with a grimace while shaking his sleeves.

Jiang Siming laughed and said calmly: "Okay, welcome your disciple to challenge me. I am a person who loves to challenge others."

"Don't be complacent. You have been practicing for two years before reluctantly building the foundation. My disciple Jingyu, from the refining stage to the sixth level of foundation building, Qi Hao has achieved great perfection in the foundation building stage, half a golden core."

After Cang Song finished speaking, he led the disaster to Daoxuan, and pointed to the Qingyunmen disciples underneath and said, "Except for the two of them, many disciples here have already built foundations. You are in vain to teach disciples. Everyone says that your talent is unique in a thousand years. , But with such a result, you are ashamed of the importance and cultivation of the master teacher!"

Daoxuan also felt reasonable at this time. He looked at Jiang Siming and couldn't see the happiness or anger. He said, "Audi, where have you been in the past two years? Why did it take so long to return to the sect."

Of course, Jiang Siming was not afraid of being interrogated, and said openly: "I passed a cave full of spiritual energy in the past two years, and spent two years in it, but he did not go anywhere."

"Nonsense, with your talent, you have worked hard for two years, at least four foundations have been built, why is there only one foundation?" Cang Song jumped out immediately.

Jiang Siming sneered: "Who told you that I have been practicing cultivation? Can't I practice other things? You are really a **** to lay eggs. It's not your own job that you have to do. Does it have anything to do with you?"

Haha...

Tian Ling'er was the first to laugh, and then many disciples couldn't help laughing.

Cang Song breathed fire in his eyes, and thought several times to slap Jiang Siming into meat sauce.

"Okay." Daoxuan said, "Then tell me, what have you cultivated in the past two years?"

"Of course it is Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao."

"Oh? What level has Yu Qingjing cultivated to?"

"It's not much, it's full floor, so this time I want to ask Master's mind on Qingjing." Jiang Siming answered calmly.

"What? Full floor? This is impossible."

Everyone was shocked, and cultivated the Yu Qingjing to the full level in two years? How is this possible.

You must know that Yuqingjing is the critical point between foundation building and golden core. Non-foundation Dzogchen monks will never finish learning.

Qi Hao is the foundation of Dzogchen, but he can only reach the seventh level.

Mind method is more difficult to practice than cultivation.

Jiang Siming just arrived to build the foundation, how could it be possible to repair a full floor.

Daoxuan didn't speak, but pointed to Jiang Siming.

An infuriating qi hit, Jiang Siming took it easily with the same.

Daoxuan said with joy when he saw it, "Yes, it's full."

Hearing Daoxuan's affirmation, everyone no longer doubted, each looking at Jiang Siming like a monster.

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Fifth update~ It's a bit late, but it's still made up, there are three more today~