Immediately, Ye Qiu's voice settled, and the forest isolation zone had come to an end, and when he walked out of the woods, his eyes suddenly opened up.

"It's ...... My God......"

An exclamation from an inner disciple sounded, and everyone looked at the dormitory area of the sandbag camp in amazement.

The imaginary mess did not appear, and what caught my eye was a neat row of small houses, arranged in rows, a total of twenty-five rooms, all painted white, and looked extremely neat.

In front of each house there was a small open space, and above it was a row of wooden shelves, covered with white sheets and quilt covers, which looked strangely smooth in the sunlight.

On the ground are granite slabs that have been cut and polished, and the porcelain and seams are laid together, and not even a single fallen leaf can be found in the place behind the mountain and the forest, and the camp is surrounded by a fist of lime to prevent insects and ants from entering.

The first thing that everyone feels about the dormitory is that it's clean, neat, and almost harsh.

"Is this the Sandbag Camp?"

"Oh my God, I remember the Sandbag Camp wasn't like that!"

"It's so clean, too!"

Everyone was stunned by what they saw, and the disciples and elders who covered their mouths and noses subconsciously took off the handkerchiefs and towels at the end of their noses, such a neat environment was still like this, it was really a bit of a suspicion of pretentiousness.

"I'll just say, the sandbag camp is very clean! If Ye Qiu hadn't let me live here, I would have wanted to move in!"

Fang Qingyin saw that everyone looked dumbfounded, and he was also proud.

Ye Qiu cried and laughed: "You are a girl, what is it like to joke with a group of rough men." ”

Fang Qingyin snorted and squeezed out a dissatisfied tone.

"Humph!"

Then he turned his head to the Holy Lord with a smile and said, "Holy Lord, Holy Lord, this is nothing, Ye Qiu has higher requirements for the interior, you will be surprised when you see it!"

The Holy Lord had already appreciated the cleanliness of the sandbag camp, and when he heard Fang Qingyin say this, he was even more curious and smiled: "Okay, let's see how it surprised me." ”

Ye Qiu also smiled and said, "Since the Holy Lord wants to see it, then please come to the house." ”

Immediately, Ye Qiu took a group of curious sect leaders, and immediately found a dormitory, and after entering the house, everyone gasped.

The rooms in the dormitory are not big, and it can be said that they are a little small for sleeping forty people, but the scene inside the room is more neat than the outside.

The wooden beds on the second floor, a total of twenty, are neatly arranged in two rows, and the beds are covered with snow-white sheets, and the quilts on the sheets are stacked with stacks of squares, with sharp edges and corners.

Two pairs of shoes and boots per bed, pasted to the corner of the bed, there is a bedside table next to the bed, on the cabinet is placed tableware, two bowls, two plates, two pairs of chopsticks, neatly falling together, extremely neat, almost morbid neat, as if there are not forty people living here, but one person.

"It's too neat too......"

"It's so comfortable to look at, and I feel like I can't put it into words......"

"It's a bit embarrassing. ”

The impression of the sandbag camp was completely refreshed, and even some disciples were a little embarrassed to look at it.

"Hmph! Sensationalism, it's just superficial effort, I don't see anything unique, I was told that this is the trick you cultivated to build the foundation of six hundred, do you treat everyone as fools? Do you have time to do this, and still have time to cultivate?"

Although Fang Moyin was also shocked, she knew that she was not here to see the excitement, she was here to find fault.

"Yes, Senior Sister Fang is right, clean is clean, but what does it have to do with cultivation?"

"Clean and not long-lasting!"

"Folded the quilt like this, you still have to clean the house, you can work all day long, and you still have time to cultivate?"

All the inner disciples seemed to be awakened by a word, and they mocked one after another, as if they had discovered a new continent, and the shame just now dispersed with the wind.

Although the Holy Lord didn't speak, he also cast a puzzled look, and the extremely elders also bit their ears one after another.

Ye Qiu didn't speak, but walked to a bed, directly tore the sheets and bedding, kicked the shoes crookedly, and the dishes were all swept over and scattered on the bedside table.

Everyone was stunned, what's wrong with Ye Qiu? Could it be that he is losing his temper? The Holy Lord also frowned slightly, but he heard Ye Qiu smile and said, "Please ask the Holy Lord to order a sandbag at will, anyone can do it." ”

The Holy Lord was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand Ye Qiu's intentions, so he pointed to the outside of the house and said, "Just stand at the head of the line." ”

The one who was hit was the battalion commander of the A-word battalion, Wang Ying, the short man who mocked Ye Qiu at the beginning, was hit by the Holy Lord, and his face turned red with excitement, as if he was impatient.

Ye Qiu nodded and said loudly: "Wang Ying is out of the ranks!"

"Yes!"

Wang Ying held his head high, took a step directly, then raised his arms and ran over directly, stood still with a "snap", and said loudly: "Report! Wang Ying, the commander of the Sandbag Battalion, reports! I have met the Holy Lord! I have met the elders! I have seen the boss!"

The whole dormitory was buzzing with a loud voice, and a group of people were startled, and the elders of the torture hall were stunned, and they were about to speak, but they were stopped by the holy lord with his eyes, and shook his head to look at it.

Ye Qiu also pulled his back with his chest, nodded and said: "Today, the Holy Lord is here, and it is time to show the results of your hard training, don't embarrass your brothers! Go ahead, sort out the housework, and finish it as quickly as possible!"

Wang Ying nodded abruptly and shouted, "Guarantee to complete the task!"

Ye Qiu waved his hand and ordered: "Tidy up!"

With Ye Qiu's order, Wang Ying, who was originally standing on the ground like a nail, rushed out like a sharp arrow, his shoes returned to his place, the dishes were tidied up, the sheets were made, and the bedding was folded, and his hands were almost a phantom.

"Report! Finished! Request to return!"

Before everyone could react, Wang Ying had already returned to the same place and said loudly.

Ye Qiu nodded and said with satisfaction: "13:7 seconds, very good, keep up the good work, return to the team." ”

"Yes!"

Immediately, Wang Ying turned around directly and trotted back to the team, and the bed at this time was exactly the same as when it was not disturbed by Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu looked at the surprised crowd with a smile: "Look, this only takes a moment's effort, where does it take a long time?"

Fang Moyin's face suddenly turned dark, this Ye Qiu was obviously responding to what he said just now, and said in a cold voice: "What can this prove? You still haven't talked about the key after all! What effect does this have on your cultivation of the Six Hundred Foundation Building! You always care about him!"

Ye Qiu sighed and said, "If you don't say how you can just be a true disciple, you can't do it in this eye." ”

Before Fang Moyin could get angry, Ye Qiu arched his hand at the Holy Lord and said, "The Holy Lord must have seen a little sign of it. ”

(End of chapter)