I'm not a psychopath!

"Who picked this damn place?" Jiang Qing looked around. He just wanted to get to the camp quickly so he could put down his luggage.

Fortunately, this body has undergone the Purple Qi Initiation and has reached the third level of the Ziyun Body Refining Technique, otherwise it would just be luggage given by the master and brother.

You can crush him to death!

After Qingsu announced that he was going to participate in the training, Ninth Peak's senior brothers and sisters who cared about him began to stuff supplies into his storage bag. In fact, before boarding the spaceship, it was already stuffed slowly.

As a result, just a few steps out the door, the scene on the flying boat happened again.

Just when Jiang Qing bent down to pick up the luggage and continued to move forward with the load, the luggage, which was high and raised above the tree crown, seemed to hit something.

Jiang Qing bared his teeth and raised his head.

A monk wearing a dynasty military robe with short hair and an angry face was hanging in the sky, holding his super tall luggage with one hand.

"For what?"

"Come to the training camp."

"The training is over, get out."

"No way. I deliberately worked day and night without taking a break. How could I be late?"

"When I say it's over, it's over."

"oh."

Jiang Qing didn't care, turned around and left.

But the other party frowned, stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, show me the purple gold tie."

Jiang Qing handed the invitation he had prepared long ago to the other party. The latter looked through it carefully several times, coughed suddenly, and returned the invitation to Jiang Qing.

"I misremembered the date. It turns out you are the newest class. I thought you were participating in the previous training camp, hahaha."

"Come with me."

Jiang Qing was a little confused. Wasn't this the first training camp? Why was there the previous one?

The camp was not far from where they were, and the other party took Jiang Qing directly to the training camp dormitory where construction had been completed.

"Here we are, you can choose your own room. The girls' dormitory is opposite." He pointed to a row of buildings across the square.

Jiang Qing put down the luggage on his back and randomly selected a room - Room 0613.

Where he would spend the next year.

Looking around, they should be the first ones to arrive.

The head coach wiped his sweat after leaving, and almost drove the opponent away. Fortunately, he was fooled, who knew this strange guy.

He is actually a founder!

He slapped the adjutant on the back of the head, "Why didn't you remind me that he is the founder? Look, he is indeed a genius, he is truly unique."

"It suits me very well."

adjutant:"*@%\u0026%#!"

Before the coach left, he saw someone among those people pulling out a shiny mop. He suppressed the urge to kick someone, maybe.

Here comes another genius.

After Jiang Qing chose a room, Luo Hua and Shen Chengxian chose a nearby dormitory, saying they wanted to make new friends.

Those who can come here to participate in the training camp are all top disciples with extremely high potential. The more friends they have, the better.

Jiang Qing has no interest in doing this.

Push open the door of room 0613.

He moved all his luggage in. This was a four-person dormitory, and the other rooms should have the same specifications.

After tidying up the bed and daily necessities, he chose a bed for Qingniu.

After getting these done, it was already night.

After a simple nap to regain her strength, Jiang Qing got up early the next morning.

There was still some time before the official training camp, so he had nothing to do, so he wandered around the empty camp, with Qingniu following him.

"Old Niu, don't eat randomly when you come here. I won't be able to protect you if you continue to eat randomly."

"Moo~"

Qing Niu mooed in disbelief.

Jiang Qing patted the cow's head, "This place is no better than the Ninth Peak. You have to know that beef has always been a very popular dish among monks, and everyone outside eats beef."

"Spicy beef, braised beef, boiled beef, beef meatballs, fried beef with green onions."

"Moo!!"

Qingniu's ears suddenly stood up, with a look of fear in his eyes. He lowered his head and ducked under Jiang Qing's robe.

Jiang Qing ducked aside.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't bite randomly."

The training camp was bigger than Jiang Qing thought. It took one person and one cow a long time to visit half of it.

The ground here is very solid. I don’t know what material it is made of. He used 70% of his strength to punch the ground, but there was no crack at all. You must know that with his current strength, fine steel can easily be dented. .

"Old Niu, why don't you take a bite and try it?"

"Moo moo!"

The green cow shook its head repeatedly. It suspected that maybe the owner wanted to eat beef.

In addition to the road surface, what was visible to the naked eye was that several buildings had risen from the ground in just one night. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would probably have thought that this was a training base that took several years to complete.

Groups of monks in military uniforms passed by carrying equipment, swords, guns, swords and halberds. Judging from the direction they were heading, it should be a martial arts training ground.

The only thing that made him feel uncomfortable was that everyone in the training ground, from the instructor to the soldiers doing the chores, were all staring at him.

This made him a little annoyed, but since he was almost familiar with the environment, Jiang Qing rarely went out in the next few days, either meditating or practicing.

Sometimes he would talk to the green cow and feed it a handful of Bigu Dan. Jiang Qing found that Bigu Dan was most suitable as cattle feed. Feeding it one by one could fill its belly.

A few days passed quickly.

This morning, Jiang Qing went out to collect some mountain spring water and was returning to the house to feed the cows.

But he found that there were already several people standing in his dormitory, staring at the blue cow.

"Seventh Prince, this room has the best feng shui, facing south and north, and the number is exactly your birthday." An eunuch bent over and flattered.

"Although the conditions here are a bit worse, it is not as good as the imperial palace, so I have to make do with it. Come on, throw this cow and these luggage out for me."

"Replace the bed with the golden nanmu I prepared, and the table at the head of the bed."

The seventh prince said coldly.

"Put it down, I'm here for training, not to gild and enjoy life, put away your set, and get out."

The eunuch was stunned. Why did the seventh prince change his previous style? He obviously liked these things the most before. He waved his hands helplessly to the servants, signaling them to leave.

"Then let me help you clean up these luggage and cows. I don't know which blind boy actually robbed our prince's room."

Jiang Qing clenched his fists.

He doesn't care whether he is a prince or not. If they dare to throw his luggage out, he will let these people get infected with the "pig head plague".

Just as he was about to take action.

But he saw the seventh prince kick the eunuch on the buttocks, "Who told you to touch my roommate's luggage?"

After all, he is a royal family. Although he has been forbearing for many years, once the aura of the superior is revealed, the old eunuch is frightened and kowtows repeatedly.

Jiang Qing then loosened his clenched fists. He thought that there would be a scene where the nobles of the aristocratic family looked down on others and then he would pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger and slap his face.

"Get out of here!"

"By the way, leave the gifts you brought, I still need them."

The old eunuch said happily: "Hey."

Jiang Qing frowned. He originally had a little good impression, but he didn't expect that he couldn't change the clichés in his bones. He wanted to build relationships by giving gifts?

A group of people in the palace left the house and walked past him. At this time, he walked in with a bucket of water.

"You are my roommate?" The Seventh Prince stared at Jiang Qing and raised his voice.

"What?"

"Well, let's be friends, okay? These gifts are for you." He pointed to the pile on the bed.

Jiang Qing: "Meow?"