Lindonggang Port, on the left, near Third Avenue.

The Golden Spring was docked on the shore, the ship steady, and the waves crashed against the hull from time to time.

The crew of the ship, like a clockwork motor, kept busy.

Since they learned the news that their group had been rewarded in the morning, Wan Tiandong and the four of them began to be anxious and set sail.

After all, the mercenary guild is not easy to mess with, at least, their group does not have the courage to confront it directly.

The mercenary union is composed of a large number of mercenary groups. It is divided into nine levels, including black iron, bronze, silver, ---.

The level of the mercenary group is determined according to the strength and the number of tasks completed, and the Black Iron Mercenary Group has at least one member of the Black Iron level, or even more, or has a member of the bronze level or above.

Wan Tiandong's mission is defined as the bronze level, which means that it will be a bronze-level mercenary group to deal with, and the weak mercenary group is fine, if the strong mercenary group takes over the task, with the strength of the Jinquan, they may not be able to evacuate safely.

What's more, even if Wan Tiandong and they can win, the mercenary union will increase their task level, and next time, it will be a higher-level mercenary group that comes, in short, as long as the employer can afford to give the hedron, the mercenary union will not achieve its goal and will never give up.

Therefore, it is the best policy to avoid the edge and leave Lindong Port to go to other seas. At that time, the mission of the mercenary union will become a cross-sea mission, and the hedron collected will be multiplied, and those forces may not be willing to spend such a large price to capture them.

However, what is on the table for Wan Tiandong and his entourage is which sea area to go to as the next stop.

"I said, you're a lord, can't you make a quick decision?" Ke Qiongji's cold voice resounded throughout the restaurant.

"Democracy, I must listen to the opinions of all the members, this is my tolerance and benevolence as a lord!" Wan Tiandong Zhenzhen said, he will never admit that he has never been until the end, and he does not know how to make decisions.

This choice syndrome is commonly known as procrastination.

This little girl's skin, turning her face is the same as turning a book. In the morning, he surrounded himself with a courteous face, and after seeing that he could no longer recruit followers, he didn't have a good face for himself.

"We've all decided to follow your decision as a great lord now, all you have to do is give orders!, Qianhu!" Ke Qiongji looked viciously at the strong man sitting beside him, as if she wanted to pierce him.

"Yes, yes, it is an honor to obey the leadership of the lord, it is an honor to be a servant!" Qianhu behaved completely opposite to his appearance, licking his face and saying, after speaking, he gave Wan Tiandong a look of self-begging.

"Qianhu, you ---!" Wan Tiandong didn't expect his loyal knight to betray him so simply, and suddenly, he looked at the rest of the members, Wan Xiaodie.

"I--- I'll do my bidding!" Fluttershy shuddered at the sight of the two staring at her, and said honestly, this is also her usual code of conduct.

Now Wan Tiandong is completely out of line, and he must pay attention, otherwise his prestige as a great lord will be gone.

This little girl, isn't she jealous that she and Qianhu can use the establishment of the energy building to quickly improve their strength, especially Qianhu, unlike Wan Tiandong, there are many conditions and constraints, as long as the Dou Qi Dao in the body is critical, you can quickly advance and enter the next stage.

This is definitely something that people envy and hate, and it is no wonder that the honest knight who has always been pure-minded is haunted.

"Okay!"

"I announce that I will set sail early tomorrow morning!" Wan Tiandong announced his decision in a bold manner.

All six eyes turned to him.

"Go to ,---, Anyway, leave Lindong Port first, and then make a decision!" After speaking, Wan Tiandong ran out of the small restaurant before everyone could react.

Time flies.

Night falls.

The inner harbor of the eastern port has been cordoned off, and the harbor has fallen into a rare tranquility, in stark contrast to the noisy four avenues.

Wan Tiandong and the four of them returned to their rooms early and fell asleep peacefully.

As soon as the morning dawns tomorrow, Lindong Port will open the inner harbor, and they will set sail. In the evening, everyone didn't have the heart to wander around, ready to recuperate.

The lord's room on the third floor of the Gimcheon.

There are two altars on the left and right sides of the room. On the left is an altar more than one meter wide, on which stands a quaint stone tablet, which is the altar of the lord of the Miracle Lord, and the altar on the right is less than half a meter, and there is a gray seed on it, which is the wind and language altar that Wan Tiandong has just established.

Both altars were shrouded in energy shields, and they were constantly attacked.

In the middle of the room are two rows of bookshelves, blocking the Altar of the Lord and the Altar of the Wind, dividing the room into two spaces. The shelves are full of a large number of books that have just been bought, recording some information about the nearby sea and common sense of navigation.

There is also a square table and a workbench in the room, as well as a few chairs.

The square table is between the bookshelf and the workbench, on which several charts are laid out.

On the left is a thick animal skin notebook, which is the logbook of the Jinquan, which is in charge of Ke Qiongji, which records their party, everything that happened from Qianyu City to Lindong Port, no matter how big or small.

Suddenly, the room lit up with a faint glow of energy.

An undetectable ghostly light, emanating from the seeds on the Windwhispering Altar, instantly filled the room.

The books in the room were windless and automatic, one after another, flying to the altar of wind whispering, and the pages kept flipping.

The seed energy on the altar began to surge, the ghostly light flowed, and the books on one shelf flew in turn, and a tiny crack cracked in the seed.

The books on the other shelf began to fly, faster and faster, and the cracks in the seeds were getting bigger and bigger.

It wasn't until all the books and charts had been read that the seed cracks and shone green, appearing and disappearing, as if something was about to break out of its shell, but it was powerless.

The energy of the magic energy pool began to transmit to this place non-stop, and the energy of the Wind Whispering Altar was wanton, rolling up gusts of wind, and the animal skin notes were blown by the wind, falling off the table, and scattered.

The seed trembled slightly, and all the glow suddenly gathered in the logbook, and the pages of the journal were turned page by page, and the seed became more and more green, and the green bud broke out of the shell, and there were two verdant leaves on both sides, until it was a finger high, and a flower bud burst out at the top, purple, and slowly grew in size, until it was the size of an adult's palm.

For a moment, the room was silent, and only the piles of books piled on the floor witnessed what had happened here.

In the early morning, the mist slowly disperses.

"Oh no, something strange happened!" Fluttershy's anxious voice shattered the Golden Spring's silence.

Wan Tiandong jumped up and grabbed the heavy gun at the head of the bed.

"What's the matter! Is it a mercenary group attacking!" Wan Tiandong raised the gun in his hand and protected the two of them.

"No, it's the lord's room, something strange happens, and the energy of the magic pool is also half less. The little girl said in a daze, shocked by the lord's reaction.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Ke Qiongji asked as soon as she entered the door with Qianhu in a hurry.

"Go to the lord's room first, something happens over there!" Wan Tiandong's heart was cold, the lord's room was his lifeblood, and he couldn't tolerate the slightest accident.

The four of them walked quickly to the side of the lord's room, and they saw a pile of books, the logbook at the top, and the bookshelves were empty.

Through the bookshelves, the two altars inside were intact, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on, someone can't steal books at night? What precious books have you bought?" Wan Tiandong was confused and asked Ke Qiongji on the side.

"Look, there's an extra flower at the Altar of Wind Whispering!" Ke Qiongji didn't regularly pay attention to his nonsense, and carefully packed the room, and she really found something different.

"It's sprouting! And it's blooming!" Hearing this, Wan Tian swept to the altar and looked at it fixedly.

"There are words on it, look at it carefully!"

"In the emerald sea, Red Maple Island, there are a large number of blood maple trees that bear king leaves, which can be used to make bronze sails, and even produce a piece of royal leaves, which is an island-level secret treasure. Ke Qiongji noticed an anomaly, and a text was engraved on the flower.

"There really is!" Fluttershy curiously flies onto the petals, like a butterfly that has found the petals.

Altar of Wind Whispering (Black Iron)

Description: This is a flower of wind whispering that has been damaged in the past, and has just been reborn in Nirvana, and can detect major events or secrets around it.

Advanced Analysis: Listen to a lot of important events that are not long in the near future or secrets hidden at sea.

"This news is true!" Wang Tiandong explained to the three of them everything he had discovered.

The three of them were amazed, tens of thousands of sea areas, and sure enough, there were all kinds of strange things.

Wan Tiandong announced with high interest.

"I've decided, head to Red Maple Island!"