Chapter 2 How can a child master be moved by me?

Well, now that you have this mortal body, you can’t go back to being the Demon Lord.

"If you become a demon king, I won't be able to train you well. But if you become a young dragon, even if you are unruly, you won't be able to cause any trouble, right? Very good."

Xuan Ling murmured, then reached out and gently held the egg. The talisman on the egg glowed faintly.

"This talisman can only suppress the Flame Dragon for one day at most. Although it can help him merge with his divine consciousness, his body is sealed. It will take another hundred days for him to recover his cultivation. Without cultivation, he cannot enter the divine realm barrier for the time being. It seems that he needs to find a place to stay for a while."

Xuan Ling then used his spiritual consciousness to explore the entire forest and found an abandoned Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain, which was perfect for the two of them to stay for a while.

Knowing where to go, Xuan Ling disappeared in a flash.

In a flash, Xuan Ling arrived in front of the Taoist temple with an egg in his hand.

This Taoist temple is really not big. Apart from a dilapidated main hall, there is only a thatched hut on the side.

Xuan Ling waved his long sleeves lightly, creating a barrier, and then performed a cleansing spell, and the entire Taoist temple became clean and tidy in an instant.

He walked into the main hall, came to a cushion and sat down cross-legged.

Begin to regulate your own semi-consciousness.

After a while

A roar came from the dragon egg: "Who dares to trap me in this egg? Tell me your name if you dare."

Xuan Ling came back to his senses.

Woke up so soon? It seems that the half-consciousness is not as good as the complete consciousness of Yanlong, and the power of the talisman drawn is weaker.

However, the Flame Dragon's consciousness should have merged with his body, so he cannot get out for the time being.

Xuan Ling ignored it and continued to close his eyes and regulate his breathing.

The fire dragon inside the egg heard no response from outside, so he continued, "I know you are right beside me. If you don't want to be killed by me, take the talisman quickly."

"Crack" a bolt of lightning suddenly hit the egg.

This heavenly thunder made Yanlong dumbfounded, because since he was teleported to the divine realm by the system for a hundred years, Xuan Ling's heavenly thunder sword would only strike him if he was disrespectful to Xuan Ling or had improper thoughts.

I am not in the divine realm now, so how could I be struck by lightning?

unless……

Yanlong began to ponder secretly in his heart.

Could it be that the person outside is Xuan Ling, and that he has lost his consciousness? Impossible, impossible.

In the tens of thousands of years of the divine realm, only two gods, the original owner and Xuan Ling, were born.

The original owner was taught by Xuan Ling and called Xuan Ling "Master" since he was a child.

The two of them spent every day together in the Divine Realm. After a while, the original owner began to have strange feelings for Xuan Ling. After Xuan Ling found out, he disappeared and traveled through the Three Realms for hundreds of years without returning to the Divine Realm.

The original owner was so angry that he followed suit and ran to the demon world.

Seeing that the devil was doing all kinds of evil, he killed him and became the king.

Now, the two have equal cultivation levels.

If Xuan Ling separated his consciousness, the array would become weaker and would not be able to trap the original owner's body.

Yanlong thought to himself: It shouldn’t be Xuan Ling outside.

"Forget it, let's try again."

As he spoke, Yanlong cleared his throat and continued, "You despicable villain, don't think I will take you away just because you don't say anything..."

"Crack" another bolt of thunder fell.

This time Xuan Ling was also surprised. The thunder actually split the eggshell directly and made a thin crack.

"Yanlong, are you seeking your own death here?" Xuan Ling hurriedly drew a strengthening talisman and pasted it on the crack.

"Master? Is it really you? You actually left the eye of the formation? You..." Before Yanlong could finish his words, he felt an unbearable pain all over his body.

"If you don't want to die, shut up." Xuan Ling said sternly.

At this moment, the Flame Dragon felt a tearing pain all over his body, and he realized that the flesh in the egg had already merged with his consciousness.

Now it needs time to take shape. If the eggshell cracks at this moment, he will really die in the egg as Xuan Ling said.

"Why didn't you say anything just now? If I had known it was... you, I wouldn't have scolded... scolded you!" Yanlong fainted from the pain.

Xuan Ling called several times but still got no response, and he had a bad feeling.

The cracks on the surface of the eggshell were still slowly cracking, and Xuan Ling saw that the talisman was no longer effective.

He held the egg in his arms, waved his long sleeves and went to the thatched hut outside the hall.

Xuan Ling didn't have time to think about it, so he used his half-consciousness to surround the surface of the eggshell.

The next morning

Xuan Ling's consciousness returned to the form of a clone, and he fell into a deep sleep leaning against the soft haystack.

At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly came from the eggshell, followed by flashes of golden light, and a little golden dragon flew out of the shell.

After circling in the straw hut, it fell back onto the haystack and transformed into the appearance of an eight-year-old child.

"Damn it! How can you be attracted to me when you're a child master?"

The Flame Dragon continued to try to return to its original form. "It still doesn't work. It seems that this dragon was already dying before I entered the egg. It's a pity for my demon god's body, that body of tendons... Alas!"

The Flame Dragon flashed his big eyes to investigate the surrounding situation and found Xuan Ling lying beside him.

"You only separated half of your consciousness in order to form an eye? Damn, you are so cruel."

Seeing that Xuan Ling didn't respond, Yan Long stretched out his hand and pushed him, "What's wrong with you? Even if you have half a spiritual consciousness, you shouldn't be so weak, right?"

Xuan Ling closed his eyes slowly, then waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Yanlong, you...you come here, don't...don't run around."

Yan Long was shocked when he heard this. "Your attitude has improved a lot?"

Seeing that the mission was likely to be completed, Yanlong quickly pulled Xuanling's hand and said, "Master, don't worry. Yanlong will always be with you."

Xuan Ling paused, holding Yan Long's hand, and said, "The Divine Realm has a barrier, and only gods can enter. Now we can only wait for you to recover your cultivation before we can return to the Divine Realm.

You have committed a heinous crime, and being sealed for 10,000 years is a light punishment. Why...why are you running away?"

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Yanlong's mood suddenly dropped like a roller coaster.

He suddenly shook off Xuan Ling's hand, "Ten thousand years? Are you crazy?"

“Yan… Yanlong, this is not up to you. If you escape again, the seal duration will be doubled.” After Xuan Ling finished speaking, he closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.

Yanlong said nothing more. He knew Xuan Ling's temper very well. This man always kept his word.

Yanlong thought: If I am really sealed for ten thousand years, how can I complete the mission? How can I return to my own world? It seems that if I want Xuan Ling to change his mind, I can only work hard in these hundred days.

Thinking of this, Yanlong suddenly remembered that he almost died in the egg last night.

"Yes! Last night, I clearly felt that I was about to burst, but then I was suddenly surrounded by warmth - was it Xuan Ling? Is he so weak now because of me?"

Yanlong secretly looked at Xuan Ling, thinking to himself: It seems that this sleep was not in vain, Xuan Ling has started to care about me? I knew it, he will definitely remember my kindness slowly.

There is hope that the mission can be completed in a hundred days. Even if it fails, Xuan Ling's half-consciousness will not be able to match mine after a hundred days. Isn't it up to me to decide whether to return to the God's Realm?

After Yanlong finished thinking, he was about to help Xuan Ling regulate his breathing and improve his favorability, but he found that he had no magic power at all.