Not far away, the huge spirit stone was engraved with four big characters: Yunyao Divine Palace.

After the ink dyed around the spirit stone, as expected, the other four golden characters were engraved on it, and the breath was thick and ethereal.

"It's too illusory!"

Mo Dye muttered, so that Mo Dye will understand that the majestic, mysterious and powerful figure in white that he saw when he came here for the first time was indeed not the master, perhaps, it was the real master of this too illusory realm.

That kind of powerful height is what Mo Dye looks up to and wants to achieve, and Mo Dye also firmly believes that she will eventually stand at the top and overlook the whole world.

Gathering his mind, Mo Dye looked at the sleeping fire spirit in the center of the lotus throne, and the fire spirit didn't seem to notice the arrival of Mo Dye's uninvited guest.

"Water Spirit."

The ink dye called lightly, and the small figure of the water spirit appeared beside the ink dye.

"Master, shall I go and persuade the fire spirit?"

"No, what's the point if you can't get recognized yourself."

The ink dye hooked the corners of his lips, flew to the fire spirit's side, and stood firmly on the lotus platform.

"Hmm... Noisy sleep, huh? It's you again! ”

The fire spirit seemed to be woken up, and he was in a very bad mood, and when he saw the familiar face of the ink dye, the fire around him instantly flourished.

"This time, I won't let you run again! Hum! ”

The fire spirit snorted coldly, and was about to rush towards the ink dye.

"This time, I won't run away." Ink Dye muttered to himself, but it was a pity that the angry fire spirit did not notice the evil arc drawn by the corners of Ink Dye's mouth, nor did he find that today's ink dye, and the original ink dye, the progress is not a little bit.

Shui Ling watched from the side, turning into a little girl's fingers tightly gripping the hem of her skirt, looking at Mo Dye nervously, you must know that although their five spirits have been separated for many years, the connection between them is still close, and the fire spirit is the most irritable one among them, and the strength is even stronger, I don't know if the master can hold on.

Here, Mo Stain flexibly dodged the Dao Rocket sent by the Fire Spirit, and many small wounds had been cut on his cheeks and shoulders, oozing a little red.

The fire spirit seemed to be still in the anger of being woken up, and the attack was disorderly, and after a while, the flames on his body dimmed a lot.

On the other hand, the ink dyeing is only slightly colored, which is harmless.

The fire spirit's attack is getting weaker and weaker, and the dodge of the ink dye is becoming easier, for a spirit who has lived for an unknown amount of time, the ink dye does not choose to fight hard, but to take a roundabout tactic.

The fire spirit gradually stopped, and the appearance of the beads elongated, turning into a delicate boy image, and the eyebrows were quite similar to the water spirit.

The fire spirit bent down, gasping for air.

"Whew, whew, tired... I'm tired of it, you human, it's disgusting. ”

Mo Dye looked at the panting fire spirit and laughed, his colorful face had a unique style.

"Tired? Still fighting? ”

"You human being, you are really hateful, taking advantage of people's danger!"

"Since you won't fight, then submit to me."

Ink Dye took it for granted, and the fire spirit trembled with anger.

"I... I, hmph, absorb my fire spirit, it's weird if you don't explode, hmph, you're dead. ”

After the fire spirit finished speaking, he rushed towards Ink Dye at a strange speed, straight into Ink Dye's body.

Ink Dye didn't seem to react yet, she didn't expect the fire spirit to enter her body like this.

But before Mo Dye could say anything, the fire spirit released the fire element all over his body, running happily in Mo Dye's body, leaving countless flames along the way, scorching the meridians and dantian that Mo Dye had just recovered.

"Damn."

Mo Ran violently spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt down on the lotus platform, his black eyes bloodshot, enduring great pain.

"Damn, you come out for me!"

Mo Dye shouted, and his skin began to crack, and blood covered his white skin seemed to burst open.

The fire spirit still rushed recklessly, causing the interior of Inkdye's body to shatter.

"Ahem..."

The blood on his ink-stained lips kept overflowing, and he frowned.

There was no way to go on like this, and Mo Dye tried his best to ignore the pain, and concentrated his mental energy, rushing towards the place where the fire spirit was, and wrapping it firmly.

But how could the fire spirit sit still, the fire element around him burned the spiritual power of the ink dye, and the pain of the ink dye's brain seemed to be pierced by countless steel needles, almost making the ink dye lose his self-control.

Can't get dizzy, can't get dizzy......

Mo Ran bit the tip of his tongue to force himself to stay awake, he must not faint, he will really die if he faints.

The fire spirit struggled violently, and was slowly dyed with the spiritual breath of the ink dye, the ink dye mobilized the water element of the water spirit, the cool and gentle water element slowly flowed through the ink dye's burned body, the ink dye filled a recovery pill into the lips, the scars inside the body began to heal slowly, and the terrifying blood on the ink dye skin slowly receded.

When Shui Ling saw this scene, he was already relieved, and his eyes slowly became admirable.

For thousands of years, there are so many people who want to collect the five spirits, but how many people can't hold on to this long road to find the five spirits, even if they meet by chance, they are also discouraged by their powerful abilities, so there are very few people who have obtained the spirits, not to mention, like ink dyeing, at a young age, they have obtained the double spirits.

"This, this is the breath of the water spirit."

The ink dye manipulated the water element and spiritual power to bind the fire spirit, and the fire spirit seemed to sense the breath of the water spirit.

"The water spirit has already recognized the Lord, the fire spirit, you don't have to struggle."

Ink Dye endured the severe pain and talked to the fire spirit.

"You lie, human beings, it is impossible for the water spirit to recognize the master, you must have used despicable means to persecute the water spirit!"

As he spoke, the fire spirit became more and more irritable, his breath swelled, and the ink stain was entangled by the pain, and he almost failed to control his mental power.

"Fire Spirit, what the master said is true, she is qualified to be our master."

Seeing that the fire spirit was getting more and more irritable, Shui Ling finally made a sound, and the master's body, if he was allowed to mess around again, I was afraid that it would really explode.

The fire spirit heard the voice of the water spirit, and it was quiet for a moment, and the pain of the ink stain gradually lessened.

The water spirit flew into the body of the ink dye and talked to the fire spirit for a while, and the ink dye secretly recovered the meridians that had been destroyed again, but he didn't pay attention to what they said.

After a while, Mo Dye felt that his body was no longer in pain, the blood on his lips had stopped, and the meridian dantian had begun to heal, and Mo Dye breathed a long sigh of relief.

The water spirit appeared in front of Mo Ran with the fire spirit with his head down, and on the ink dye's pale cheeks, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.

"Lord... Master, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I don't know, I... I... I, uhh

The fire spirit said incoherently, and suddenly burst into tears, which made Mo Ran instantly overwhelmed.

"Okay, stop crying."

Mo Ran looked at the crying fire spirit, and really didn't know how to comfort him.

"Yes... I'm sorry master, I... Hiccup, it shouldn't be like this. ”

The fire spirit hiccuped and said pitifully.

"I don't blame you, really."

Mo Ran smiled, touched the fire spirit's small head with his fingers, and shook his head.

"Fire spirit, don't cry, it's a shame on the dead."

Shui Ling covered her face, she really didn't want to admit that this person who cried into tears and had a runny nose was her partner.

"Master, you can contract me, and in the future, the fire spirit will no longer have to sleep in this boring place every day."

Fire Spirit has neat red short hair, and a delicate little face that flatters Mo Ran and smiles.

Just now he was tossing in the master's body, but fortunately the master is good, otherwise Shui Ling will definitely kill him, don't look at Shui Lingren is still a girl, but she is the only girl among the five spirits, a boss-level existence.

"Okay."

Ink dye's fingertips oozed a trace of spiritual power, wrapped around the small body of the fire spirit, and the fire spirit turned into a spirit bead, and a smoke slipped into the body of the ink dye.

Seeing this, Shui Ling nodded with satisfaction, and also disappeared into the ink stain's body.

Mo Dye exhaled a long breath, now his body was embarrassed, and there was the elemental power left by the fire spirit everywhere, Mo Dye looked up and observed, and the aura here seemed to be quite abundant.

I simply crossed my knees here and slowly absorbed it.

The water spirit and the fire spirit have not seen it for many years, chatting hotly in the spiritual world of ink dyeing, the water spirit and the fire spirit told about the various things of ink dyeing, the fire spirit looked at the descendants of the sea god sleeping in the space, and admired the ink dye even more, only fifteen years old, such an achievement, the fire spirit seems to have never been so lucky, and chose the ink dye.

Time passed little by little, and three months had passed.

The ink dye seemed to have reached a bottleneck, and a golden promotion circle loomed around him.

The Red Flame and the Ghost-Faced Rakshasa who had already been released looked at the ink dye about to be promoted, and they were quite emotional.

Ghost-faced Rakshasa touched the hairy head of the red flame under him; "Chi Yan, do you think our master can be called a genius?"

Chi Yan pondered for a moment, looking at the golden rules of heaven and earth shrouded in ink, and the ink-dyed little face reflected the golden light, which seemed to be very sacred.

The ink-dyed spiritual power began to fluctuate, and the aura rushed straight to the middle of the monarch, and then slowly stopped.

The golden rules of heaven and earth gradually disappeared, and the ink-dyed breath was restrained, and the bright starry eyes opened.

"Rakshasa, the master is not a genius, he is a pervert."

Red Flame's faint voice fell, as if he had become accustomed to the perversion of ink dyeing.

As soon as Mo Ran opened his eyes, he heard his partner say that he was perverted, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Master, why didn't you upgrade two levels this time?"

The ghost-faced rakshasa's silver-white eyes looked at the ink dye, with a smile.

Ink Dye touched the hair of the ghost-faced rakshasa. "It's not been long since the last promotion, so naturally I won't be promoted that much."

"Oh, that's right."

"By the way, master, in the middle of the monarch, that little guy should wake up, I've wanted to see her for a long time."

Red Flame shook his tail and looked at Mo Dye hopefully, and the Ghost-faced Rakshasa listened to Red Flame's words and nodded again and again.

Mo Ran smiled and shook his head, "You guys. ”

"Shui Ling, how is Lan Xi?"

"Master, the god of the sea has woken up."

"Okay."

As soon as the ink-stained spiritual sense moved, Lan Xi appeared around everyone.

Lan Xi's confused blue eyes looked around, and when he caught the ink stain, he dodged and pounced.

"Lanxi, do you want to be with me all the time?" The ink was soft, and he looked at Lan Xi with a smile.

"Yes!" Lan Xi didn't think about it and blurted out.

"Then do you want to be my contract beast?" Ink Dye asked softly, if Lan Xi was unwilling, Ink Dye would not force it.

"Contract Beast?"

Lan Xi still blinked her big confused eyes, and her eyes were full of doubt.

"The contract beast is just like us, always staying by the master's side, fighting side by side, and living as partners."

The Ghost-faced Rakshasa took Lan Xi's words and explained.

"Partner, can we stay together forever?"

"That's right."

"Then I contract, I want to be with you."

Lan Xi smiled happily, there was a comfortable aura around the ink-dyed body, and there was also a ghost face Rakshasa and Red Flame, Lan Xi could feel their friendliness, she didn't want to be alone anymore, she wanted to be with them.

"Okay."

The ink stained a drop of blood from his fingertips and sank into Lan Xi's forehead.

"The Formation of Contracts, Rise."

The multicolored magic circle appeared, wrapping the ink dye and Lanxi, and the contract was carried out.

The light gradually dimmed, the contract was completed, and Ink Dye and Lanxi reached a spiritual connection.

Lan Xi and Ghost Face Rakshasa and Red Flame were familiar with each other, the picture was happy, Mo Ran smiled, and felt extremely satisfied, but in his mind, Jun Chenyuan's cheeks involuntarily appeared, and his eyes crossed with thoughts.

Mo Ran thought of Jun Chenyuan's every move, smiled and smiled, and a lot of worry gushed out. But suddenly, Mo Ran only felt a tingling pain in his collarbone, as if something had broken out of the picture, and Biluo also exuded a faint light.

Ink dye's fingers brushed, and there was nothing abnormal, who expected Lan Xi to raise his head, point to the collarbone of ink dye, and said.

"Master, your collarbone has such a beautiful flower."

When the others heard this, they also found out that the ghost-faced rakshasa took out a bronze mirror and stood in front of Mo Ran.

"Master, it's Manju Sahua."