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Lu Xianhan, who was standing to the side, also covered his mouth in surprise, a complicated expression on his face. She knew that if she were to face Dongfang Ming's attack, not only would she retreat safely, like Qingyang. Even if she could preserve her life, she would not have the strength to continue fighting.

Initially, he thought that the reason for Qingyang's complete victory over him was because of the True Fire in his body. Now, it seemed that it was because the two of them were weaker than each other.

"Brother Qingyang, I've lost." After Dongfang Ming returned to his senses, he straightforwardly put the scorching sun back into the sheath and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Heh heh, even if it's a spar, where is the point of winning or losing?" Smiling calmly, Qingyang waved his hand.

Such a tyrannical person could actually be so calm and humble, not acting. It was truly not something an ordinary person could do.

A few girls looked at the elegant and handsome young man in front of them, their hearts also rippling. Some of them were brave enough to cast sidelong glances at him.

"Brother Qingyang, I wish to train with you in the future." Just as the surrounding people were discussing amongst themselves, "Smothering Gourd", Dongfang Ming's words were astonishing.

"This, this can't be tolerated? I am only a guest elder of the Dongfang family. "This ?" Qingyang was startled when he heard this. He quickly waved his hand and declined, but then he heard a loud laugh come from mid-air.

"Qingyang, I think we should just let Ming'er follow you and cultivate." Hearing this voice, everyone raised their heads and looked over, and they noticed that the person who spoke was the Sect Leader of the Eastern Dragon Sect, Dongfang Han.

Looking at Dongfang Han, who had lightly landed on the ground and slowly walked over, Qingyang was somewhat puzzled. How could this disciple of the Eastern Dragon Tribe follow him in his cultivation? Just as he was about to speak, Dongfang Han waved his hand and interrupted him.

"Qingyang, just agree to Ming'er." Dongfang Han smiled and continued, "I'll explain this matter to you in a while. If Ming'er is not from my Dongfang family, then he is not from the Eastern Dragon Sect. "

After hearing Dongfang Han's voice transmission, Qingyang was a bit surprised and curious. Since this Dongfang Ming's surname was Dongfang and he cultivated within the Eastern Dragon Sect, why couldn't he be considered a member of the Dongfang family?

He lightly nodded his head without leaving a trace, and Qingyang didn't easily refute Dongfang Han, so he didn't open his mouth to refuse and instead looked towards Dongfang Han, "Sect Master."

Dongfang Han saw that the surrounding people also hurriedly bowed in salute and waved his hand. He smiled and said, "I saw the match between Qingyang and Su'er just now. What's up, do you want to follow Qingyang in cultivation?"

"Right." Dong Fang Ming replied with a muffled sound. He didn't say anything else, but stared at Qing Yang with a bit of excitement in his eyes.

"Oh? Why? Just because he's stronger than you? " Dongfang Han seemed to be interested as he asked.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him curiously, Dongfang Ming shook his head and replied blankly, "I can't say."

"Ugh." Immediately, everyone was rendered speechless. However, Qingyang laughed softly as he thought in his heart that this' Smothering Gourd 'was rather interesting.

Dongfang Han was obviously quite helpless towards this "sullen gourd". He chatted with everyone for a bit and then left by himself.

A few days before his departure, Qingyang had a headache. Dongfang Ming really did follow behind him every day without making a sound, just like that.

The people on the way were all pointing at the two of them. Some of the women even covered their mouths as they laughed, making Qingyang very embarrassed. Dongfang Ming seemed to be fine as he followed behind Qingyang like a wooden pillar.

Qing Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he saw Qing Feng's mouth move a few times, but he held it back after a long while.

"I'll explain to you, brother, why have you been following me?" He couldn't stand Dongfang Ming's actions any longer. He walked to the bamboo forest beside the martial arts testing field and stopped. Finally, he helplessly asked.

Dongfang Ming's eyes stared straight at Qingyang, but he still didn't say anything. He just looked determined, "I'm going to follow you."

Helplessly smiling bitterly, he shook his head. After musing for a moment, Qingyang said with a stern expression, "If you do not explain why you are following me today, I will leave immediately."

"Actually, I really like the aura on your body." After holding back for a long time, he finally said something, but it still frightened Qingyang.

His heart trembled as he thought to himself, "Dongfang Ming really doesn't know how to speak." Qingyang smiled helplessly: "What do you mean?"

"That golden flame gives me a feeling of submission." Dong Fang Ming scratched his head and said innocently.

"Submit to me? "Why?" Qingyang finally understood what Dongfang Ming was saying. The golden flame he was talking about must be the Golden Core Primordial Flame within his body, but he was even more confused about the meaning of this' Submission '.

After frowning and thinking for a long time, Dongfang Ming uttered a shocking sentence, "I ? I have fire in my body."

"What?" You have fire in your body too? " Qingyang was stunned upon hearing this.

"Hmm, check with your zhenqi if you don't believe me." Dongfang Ming nodded vigorously and suggested with a silly smile.

After musing for a moment, Qingyang thought that this was probably the only solution to the current pile of questions. He extended his hand and released a surge of true energy from Dongfang Ming's wrist, wanting to find out what sort of profound mystery there was within Dongfang Ming's body.

Not only did his meridians open up, they were also wide and sturdy. He thought to himself that because of some fortuitous encounter, it was no wonder why his cultivation talent was so high.

When his true qi flowed along the meridians in Dongfang Ming's body to the aurous core, Qingyang discovered something strange. It seemed that the aurous core that Dongfang Ming had formed was slightly different.

However, there was no difference. He could only feel that the Jindan was blue in color and its temperature was abnormally cold.

Suddenly, he remembered the strange cyan colored true qi when he was sparring with Dongfang Ming. He asked, "Brother Ming, why did your true qi that day clearly cause the temperature of your surroundings to plummet? It really doesn't make sense. "

"I, I don't know either." He was indeed a 'dull gourd'. He did not know much about the matters within his body either.

Helpless, Qingyang rolled his eyes and continued to patiently ask, "Have you ever consumed any sort of heavenly and earthly treasure?"

"Genius earthly treasure?" Dongfang Ming shook his little head, indicating that he didn't have any.

"What about some strange fruits and plants?" Qingyang thought that if he could not find out what was going on, then he would not ask. The Nine Prefectures was so big, it was normal for there to be some extraordinary people. The Dongfang Ming in front of him should be this kind of person.

After frowning for a while, Dong Fang Ming said, "When I was young, I ate a green lotus in a cave beside the village."

"Green Lotus?" With a thought, Azure Sun thought to himself, "This is the special true qi that this thing used to create the Eastern Bright Ice Cold Flame."

"Yes, I felt cold and hot after consuming it. It was extremely uncomfortable." However, the last sentence left Qingyang at a loss whether to laugh or to cry. "That's why I remembered this Blue Lotus."

Withdrawing the True Qi in Dongfang Ming's body, Qingyang's sword-like eyebrows tightly knitted together: "Blue Lotus? What exactly was this green lotus? Could it be a heavenly and earthly treasure? "

"Yes, the green lotus and the black stone platform are quite strange. However, I was hungry at that time and I did not think about it that much." Scratching his head, Dongfang Ming quietly said, "There is a nine word inscription on the stone platform. I really don't recognize the other word."

"Black stone platform?" Qingyang's heart shook as he heard this, and then he exclaimed, "Could it be ? could it be the Nine Netherblue Lotus?!"