I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

"I said you should stop acting, just your acting skills, you don't even want to win a Hundred Flowers Award on the earth."

Jiang Siming didn't bother to look at his embarrassing acting skills anymore, so he simply exposed it directly.

"Earth? Hundred Flowers Award?" Daoxuan was confused, but fortunately he understood. How did this kid see that he was acting?

"Ahem..." Daoxuan got up from the stone bed awkwardly, cleared his throat, and said, "Well, the weather today is pretty good."

"It's all right, stop making trouble in the middle of the night." Jiang Siming blocked his words again.

Dao Xuan was annoyed, and said straight to the point: "In any case, it is correct that I was seriously injured? If it weren't for your kid to provoke Yuezong, how could I be beaten like this by Sect Master Yunmeng. Seeing that the realm is almost falling back."

Daoxuan almost didn't cry and shout that the baby was suffering.

Jiang Siming rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Isn't the master sect is a brick, where do you need to move it? This is your obligation, if you don't stop, your sect will be gone."

"Hey! Listen! People say it!" Daoxuan's eyes were red and his neck was thick, and he wanted to raise his sleeves and give Jiang Siming a punch.

"Okay, okay, if I owe you a favor, thank you for it, okay?"

Jiang Siming stopped joking with him. He was afraid that the six-hundred-year-old man would not be able to make a joke and would just pass away. That would be a big deal.

"Huh! This is almost the same, and I said you, can you not provoke people like Yunmeng, we Qingyunmen can't afford to provoke them."

"Why can't you offend?"

"Yun Meng is now a god, not to mention, just say that her master, the fairy of the ice soul of the upper realm, is the power of heaven."

"Don't we Qingyunmen soar to the immortal world?" Jiang Siming was a little puzzled.

"Of course there is." Daoxuan said with a high chest: "I, the tenth generation of Qingyunmen, Qingye Taoist, is amazing, brilliant, and a peerless figure with an outstanding leader. It only took more than five hundred years to rise to the immortal world. He was already a true immortal figure when he was over a thousand years old!"

"Oh! Cowhide cowhide!" Jiang Siming applauded, not knowing whether it was intentional or sincere.

Daoxuan then sighed again and said, "Unfortunately, after the death of Taoist Immortal Qingye, there is no such amazing person in Qingyunmen."

Jiang Siming was stunned and asked: "You mean, we now... don't have a backer?"

Daoxuan nodded and said helplessly: "You know now why I didn't let you provoke Yuezong, right?"

Jiang Siming thought for a while, shaking his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, people from the upper world can't play anyway. Are you afraid of a ball?"

"But in the future you will ascend to the immortal realm? After crossing the catastrophe, you will ascend to the upper realm. You are just a small person. Then Yunmeng's master can come to the door at any time and choke you to death like an ant."

Daoxuan looked melancholy, for fear that Jiang Siming would finally come out of Qingyunmen. He turned his head and the kid just ascended and gave it to the emperor.

"Let's talk about it at that time, anyway, this time I can't let the Masked Moon Sect!" Jiang Siming said bitterly.

He suffered two big losses in Yunmeng's hands in a row, and almost lost his life once, and this time his wife was snatched away.

As a man, this is a shame and shame, can Jiang Siming not report it?

"Big Brother, I beg you, don't provoke her, okay?" Daoxuan almost knelt down to Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming asked strangely: "Why are you so afraid of her? Didn't she just ask you once? What's the big deal?"

"This..." Daoxuan wanted to speak again, his old face blushed, and finally gritted his teeth and gave up, saying: "To tell you the truth, I'm not fighting her for the first time."

"Yo? There is a grudge between you and the other? Isn't it because of me that you were beaten?" Jiang Siming immediately caught the information.

Daoxuan quickly explained: "That was all many years ago. At that time, there was some unpleasantness with Mask Yuezong, so I won't talk about the specific details."

Jiang Siming suddenly remembered something, and immediately asked: "I heard people say that you have a nickname called Bundle Madness, is it true?"

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Daoxuan slapped the stone bed to pieces, and said in anger: "Who did you hear?"

Jiang Siming hadn't seen Daoxuanfa such a fire, just like a cat with its tail.

"I listened to the people who covered Yuezong." Jiang Siming said casually.

"That's all nonsense! Spreading rumors! It's pure spreading! The old man was nicknamed the "Prison Lock Crazy Dragon". At that time, everyone in the world didn't know the old man's reputation, and the evil spirits were even more afraid to hear my name!" Daoxuan Said wildly with an aura like a rainbow.

Jiang Siming squeezed his chin, but still didn't believe it, he was more willing to believe what the Prophet's pupil technique had detected.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it for now, I have no time to ink with you, I will pay you back first."

Jiang Siming was too lazy to investigate what happened, took out the pot of Wannian Lingquan from his pocket, and...pours a small cup.

Regarding the size of the bottle cap, he handed it to Daoxuan distressedly.

"Looking at your petty aura, you can't bear a pot of wine, Xiaojiaziqi!" Daoxuan took it in contempt, but he took it and drank it with his head up.

As soon as he finished drinking, Daoxuan realized that something was wrong, his pupils shrank slightly, and he was terrified.

"this is?"

"Hurry up and adjust your interest rate, don't waste it!"

Daoxuan didn't talk nonsense anymore, and quickly closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

In about half an hour, the seal of the Taoist Profound Pill Palace was broken!

Not only that, but also broke through the first level, from the first level of exiting the aperture to the second level!

Originally this small cup was not enough, but Dao Xuan has been cultivating hard for the past five years, and the squeezed insights and the precipitation of his mood have allowed him to successfully use this small cup of Lingquan to rush to the second.

This made Dao Xuan ecstatic. After opening his eyes, he looked at the pot of Lingquan in Jiang Siming's hand, drooling.

"Quick, give me a few more glasses!"

"It's pretty beautiful if you want to. This thing is enough for a person to drink a small cup. Too much is useless, and it will have side effects." Jiang Siming started to break again.

Anyway, this old man doesn't know how to do it, so he can break it anyway.

"That's right, too, if this thing can be drunk all the time, it won't be an elixir." Dao Xuan really believed it.

"Okay, I have solved your problem, and I have broken through a realm. If I pay your favor, it's okay, I will slip away first."

Jiang Siming was done, he turned his head and was about to leave. He had no intention of staying at Tongtian Peak at all.

what? Tongtian Peak is his home? Sorry, not familiar, he only loves Xiao Zhufeng!

"Wait." Daoxuan stopped him.

"What else?" Jiang Siming looked back.

"It's about letting you inherit the position of head, you..."

Before Daoxuan finished speaking, Jiang Siming went straight out.

"It's good!" Daoxuan shouted again.

Jiang Siming stopped completely this time, turned his head and asked, "What benefit? What benefit can you give me?"

Daoxuan: "..."

Daoxuan felt aggrieved, is this someone from Qingyunmen? Don't think about the school at all, but think about the benefits!

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Third update yesterday~