Chapter 15: Joy in the Heart
He suddenly stopped talking halfway. Xuan Ling realized that it was inappropriate to say this at this time, so he said hurriedly, "Okay, let's stop talking and get started!"
Xuan Ling looked solemn. He quickly formed seals with his hands again and removed the seal on Yanlong's chest.
The black iron seemed to be sensitive and began to emit red light, circling around the fire dragon.
"Master, what's going on?"
"Flame Dragon, be ready. It's choosing a hiding place."
After a moment, the surrounding black iron light became more and more dazzling, and the black iron slowly rose and flew towards the forehead of the fire dragon.
Yanlong only felt a surge of burning heat rushing into his forehead. As the black iron completely penetrated his forehead, a fiery red mark flashed between Yanlong's eyebrows.
The mark glowed red, illuminating the surrounding waters, then gradually dimmed after a few seconds until it disappeared.
After collecting the black iron, Yanlong breathed a sigh of relief and was about to return to the surface of the water, but was grabbed by Xuan Ling.
"Your true form needs to be hidden, at least not revealed until you recover your magic power. You should know that the scales of a real dragon can resist the thunderbolt."
Yanlong was surprised when he heard this. Xuan Ling had said before that he had a talisman on his body. At first he was confused about where the talisman came from.
Now it seems that Xuan Ling used this talisman to hide his true identity? It seems that Xuan Ling had already drawn it for him when the Nine-tailed Cloud Chen captured him?
No wonder it was buried. The fox had to ask mortals to find the place.
Is this also the reason why Xuan Ling chose to wipe the talisman and subdue Xuan Tie in the water? After all, the underwater can temporarily conceal the aura, and it is not easy for nearby givers to detect it.
It seems that if his true form had not been hidden when he was in that town, those fox demons would have discovered him long ago.
After all, they wanted to obtain the black iron, and the dragon scale was their only way to avoid the thunder array.
"Ten days have passed now, and your magic power should have recovered by 10%.
It is no problem to deal with ordinary demons and monsters, but it is a bit difficult to deal with big demons who want dragon scales, as well as immortals and mortals.
Stay hidden for a few more days, and when you recover the third level of power, you won't have to be afraid anymore." After saying that, Xuan Ling began to draw a talisman on Yanlong's chest.
"No one in the three realms can detect this talisman. As long as you don't tell anyone, no one will know your true identity."
Yanlong laughed: "Master, Jiuwei Yunchen has seen me before. Even if I hide my true form, he will definitely be able to guess that I am the little real dragon! If he spreads it..."
"Humph! Indeed, the next time I meet him, I will make sure he has a mouth that cannot speak and a hand that cannot write, and see how he can pass on the message."
"Master, you are so kind to your disciple. Yanlong is very happy."
“Bang!”
Xuan Ling slapped Yan Long's head hard: "What are you thinking about? Hurry... hurry up!"
The Flame Dragon had just surfaced, and before he could feel the fresh air, a figure suddenly rushed over, followed by a sharp pain in his neck.
When he looked closely, he saw a cultivator covered in blood and seriously injured, who was pointing a dagger emitting a cold light at his vital points.
"Don't move! I'll kill you if you move again!" The seriously injured Xiu Tu's voice was hoarse and trembling, and his eyes were full of fear.
Yanlong did not dare to act rashly. He could feel that this cultivator was at the end of his strength, but the faint fluctuations of spiritual power on the dagger made him dare not underestimate it.
Just at this moment, Xuan Ling broke out of the water. Seeing this scene, his expression instantly became extremely cold.
"If you dare to touch him, this will be your burial place!"
Xuan Ling's voice was icy cold, and murderous intent gradually spread in his eyes.
"Humph, I was going to die anyway. I just didn't want my spiritual roots to be taken away by that villain, so I fled to the demon world in a panic."
The seriously injured Xiu Tu's face was filled with anger, and he moved the dagger in his hand a little closer to the Flame Dragon. Blood immediately oozed from the Flame Dragon's neck.
Xuan Ling's brows were furrowed, anger was surging in his eyes, but he just raised his eyes slightly.
The cultivator was restrained by an invisible force and could not move.
Yanlong took the opportunity to quickly move aside.
With a wave of Xuan Ling's hand, his clothes were put on neatly in an instant, and he was suspended in the air with a full sense of oppression.
He lightly raised his jade hand, and the cultivator who was controlled by the magic power was forced to leap into the air involuntarily.
"You are at the level of a wandering immortal. Your spiritual roots are so superior. If you practice well, it won't be difficult for you to ascend to become an immortal. But you are going to die here today. It's really sad." Xuan Ling said in a cold tone without a trace of pity.
"So what if you have superior spiritual roots? In today's Three Realms, the superior the spiritual roots, the faster you die.
You can kill me if you want, but the three worlds will be in chaos sooner or later. No one will survive, the demon world, humph! Sooner or later, they will not be able to escape. "x
Xuan Ling's mouth curved up: "Really? Then you should go to Huangquan Road to explore first."
As he spoke, Xuan Ling's magical power surged, and the cultivator actually began to tremble under Xuan Ling's powerful strength.
"Master, please don't kill him. Don't kill him."
Xuan Ling withdrew his magic power and looked back: "Why? He just hurt you, and you still want to plead for him?"
"Master, he is already dying, why dirty your hands? Why not ask him what happened in the world of immortal cultivation? After all, chaos in the three realms is definitely not a good thing for us."
"The Three Realms are managed by the Heavenly Emperor. If there is chaos, how could he not know? This person's words cannot be trusted." Xuan Ling was about to take action.
A teleportation portal suddenly appeared behind Xiu Tu's body and sucked the immortal path in.
"Demon Lord, save me. I can't let him take my spiritual roots away."
Xuan Ling wanted to pull the person back, but the teleportation was even more sensitive. Before he could make a move, the person was already sucked away from his hand.
For a moment, he could only throw out a tracking talisman.
"Master? How could there be a portal?" Yanlong's eyes were full of astonishment.
In this space, the immortal world, the demon world, and the mortal world are all managed by the Emperor of Heaven. The demon race is relatively weak and is not valued by the heaven, so they are mostly suppressed by the demon world.
After the original owner took over the Demon Realm, it became basically independent and never paid attention to the rules and regulations of the Heaven Realm.
He kept lying flat. In order to prevent disturbance from the heavenly realm, the original owner set up an immortal-killing formation in the city of the demon world.
Although the formation is strange and lacks aesthetics, it is extremely lethal. In the past few hundred years, the fairy world has not sent anyone to the demon world.
Fortunately, the demon world is not as troublesome as before. Now, no matter whether the Demon Lord is there or not, I will not offend others unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will be punished by heaven and earth.
For the rest of the time, just lie down.
Therefore, the demon world does not care about what happens in the immortal world and the mortal world. It is very likely that what this immortal said is true.
"Master? Should we follow?"
Xuan Ling frowned slightly, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
He was indeed blinded by anger just now and did not ask the reason carefully.
Now, the sudden appearance of the portal made him realize that there was something strange about what the immortal said.
"Let's go! Let's go over and take a look."
Xuan Ling's expression froze. He drew a talisman with a fire dragon on it, which penetrated the talisman and disappeared on the spot.
There was a flash of light, and then I followed the tracking symbol on the other side and was instantly teleported to a tower.
The light in the tower was dim, and the air was filled with an old smell. The runes on the walls were vaguely visible, and there was a faint eerie atmosphere.
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