Qin Ming and Wu Jiang left Qingxia Island, took up the Spiritual Light Shuttle, and flew towards Tianhefang City.

On the road.

“Fellow Daoist Qin, I don’t know what Fairy Qingxia thinks about this. It’s really unexpected!” Wu Jiang said to Qin Ming in a depressed tone.

Qin Ming smiled lightly and said, “It doesn’t matter, maybe Fairy Mo has her own considerations.”

“After all, I am a stranger visiting unexpectedly, so it is reasonable for her to be defensive.”

Say it.

Qin Ming took out a small bag of spirit stones from his storage bag and handed it to Wu Jiang, “I have troubled Daoist Wu to introduce the situation here to me in the past few days, and I also made a special trip. I hope you can accept it for your kindness.”

“Well, this has not been done. How can I have the nerve to take Brother Qin’s benefits?” Wu Jiang stared at the bag of spirit stones. He was quite measured in his heart and knew what should be taken and what should not be taken.

At the same time, his good impression of Qin Ming increased a lot.

Qin Ming put the spirit stone into Wu Jiang’s hand and said, “Fellow Daoist Wu, don’t be polite. You didn’t get this spirit stone for free.”

“Although the Qingxia Island thing didn’t happen this time, it doesn’t mean that there is still no spiritual land in the huge Lingqi Islands.”

“Please help me continue to pay attention and inquire. If there is any news, let me know. I plan to stay here for a longer time.”

When Wu Jiang heard this, he smiled, quickly took the bag of spirit stones, opened it and saw that there were thirty spirit stones in it.

“In that case, I’m welcome. Don’t worry, fellow Daoist Qin, I will definitely help you inquire more.”

The two returned to Tianhefang City.

Qin Ming was going to go to Fang City to investigate. After all, this was the place where many monks from the Lingqi Islands gathered together.

Maybe there will be unexpected gains.

Wu Jiang said goodbye and left, using his own channels to help him find out about other islands.

Another half month has passed.

Qin Ming still found nothing.

He was holding a copy of “Geography of Lingyuqi Group” and studying it.

But there is good news from Wujiang.

“As expected of a local expert, he got information about Spirit Island so quickly.” Qin Ming thought to himself.

Wu Jiang entered the inn room where Qin Ming was staying and said excitedly: “Fellow Daoist Qin, there is good news!”

“Two days ago, the seventy-two islands of the Lingqi Archipelago broke up their alliance. In the far north, a small unowned island was discovered. There is a second-level mid-grade spiritual vein in it.”

“Currently, except for members of the disaffected alliance, the news has not spread.”

“The Seventy-Two Islands Alliance is planning to put it up for public auction in the near future to determine its ownership.”

As soon as these words came out, Qin Ming’s eyes lit up and he said happily: “Seriously!”

“Fortunately, this happened.” Wu Jiang chuckled, obviously the news was absolutely true.

Qin Ming frowned slightly and asked again: “Whose force is this seventy-two island alliance?”

“It’s not that it’s not a big force, but a temporary alliance spontaneously organized by the Qi-training families and casual cultivators that occupy a small part of the Lingqi Islands in the Lingqi Islands. The structure is loose.”

“My Wu family is also in this organization.”

“The main purpose is to form a confrontation with the Zhao family among the seven aristocratic families to prevent them from being defeated and annexed by each of them.”

“Fortunately, the two sides have been living in peace for decades, and there has never been a war. The situation is relatively stable.”

“Among the seventy-two island alliances, there are even enemies among the members, and it is common for them to attack each other.”

“But as long as there is no conflict with the Zhao family, everything will be fine.”

Qin Ming nodded.

To put it bluntly, this loose alliance is a small force in the Lingqi Islands, a grassroots team formed to guard against the Zhao family.

“Fellow Daoist Qin, the bidding for Spirit Island will begin at noon tomorrow, and any casual cultivator can participate.”

“The location of this auction is located on that spiritual island.”

“I will take Fellow Daoist Qin there tomorrow.”

Qin Ming smiled and nodded with satisfaction, “Thank you for your hard work, Fellow Daoist Wu.”

Although Wu Jiang’s cultivation level is only average, he is full of spiritual energy.

Qin Ming also had a slight change in his view of this person.

“Hehe! That’s right. After all, this little thing is nothing after accepting the spiritual stone from fellow Taoist Qin.” Wu Jiang replied with a smile.

the next day.

Qin Ming, led by Wu Jiang, left Tianhefang City and flew towards the north.

Two hours later.

An earth-yellow island appeared in their sight.

In the surrounding sky, there were also many monks controlling flying magic weapons, flying past the two of them.

It seems that they are all heading towards the Spirit Island.

This spiritual island is like an independent yellow gem embedded in the blue waves of Wangyue Lake.

The water surface of Wangyue Lake is thousands of hectares of blue waves, the sky and water are the same color, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it is as beautiful as picturesque.

On the Ling Island, there are strange mountains and rocks of unique beauty.

When Qin Ming and Wu Jiang arrived.

Thousands of monks have already gathered in an open space on the island, waiting for the bidding to begin.

However, most of the monks came to see the fun.

After all, there are still only a few casual cultivators who are truly capable of taking ownership of a spiritual island.

After Qin Ming arrived at Ling Island, he discovered that the vegetation on this island was much sparser compared to other islands.

Maybe it’s because it’s too far north, and the weather environment is relatively cold.

Even a small glacier seemed to have formed on the highest mountain peak in the north.

The rocks here are all earthy in color, and the mountains are undulating and steep.

The so-called second-order middle-grade spiritual veins are only gathered within a few dozen acres of the main peak.

The rest are branches of first-order spiritual veins and second-order low-grade spiritual veins.

There are no other islands around.

If someone were to attack him, other families in the Lingqi Islands might not be able to rescue him immediately.

The main focus is on being isolated and helpless.

With such a geographical environment and the scattered distribution of spiritual veins, it is no wonder that the Seventy-Two Disbanded Alliance wants to bid for it.

Otherwise, the second-order spiritual vein island alone would not be able to support the casual cultivators below.

Speaking of which, this spiritual island is not as good as advertised. On the contrary, it is not as good as the first-order spiritual islands in some central areas of the Lingqi Islands.

Its value is greatly reduced.

But Qin Ming’s first step into this island was to grab a handful of spiritual soil and observe it. Then dozens of second-level spiritual plants suitable for growing in this kind of climate and soil appeared in his mind instantly. In the mind.

……

Early noon.

An old man in gold robes with white hair and a childish face appeared in front of everyone, exuding mana fluctuations from the foundation building stage.

“cough!”

“Fellow Taoists, I am Li Yuanqing, the deputy leader of the Seventy-Two Islands Alliance. Please be quiet. Now the bidding has officially begun.”

“All Taoist friends who are interested in participating in this auction can come forward and take a seat on the seat in front.”

Li Yuanqing used all his magic power when he spoke, and his loud voice resounded throughout the spiritual island.

Coupled with the spiritual pressure of the foundation-building stage overhaul, the thousands of Qi-training stage monks present fell silent instantly.

Don’t dare to beep too much.

When Qin Ming heard this, he looked around and saw hundreds of chairs placed near the center of the open space.

He turned back and nodded to Wu Jiang, then flew and landed on a chair casually.

Subsequently.

Many more monks who were interested in the island fell into the chairs one after another.

There are not many rules for the bidding organized by the Seventy-Two Disbanded Alliance.

Li Yuanqing saw that no monks were joining in.

He immediately announced: “The bidding for Spirit Island has begun!”

“Once the bid is won, you will have the ownership rights of this spiritual island.”

“The starting price is eight thousand spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one thousand spiritual stones!”

As soon as Li Yuanqing’s words came out, many monks were intimidated.

After all, among casual cultivators, there are very few monks and families with such financial resources.

However, some families still started bidding.

“I will give you eight thousand spiritual stones!”

“I offer nine thousand!”

“Ten thousand spirit stones!”

“!!!”

“One thousand two!”

“???”

“Ten thousand spiritual stones.”

“!!!???”

……

The bidding scene was full of gunpowder.

The atmosphere reached its peak for a while.

The melon-eating people watching were also secretly stunned. These quotes may be numbers that they will have to struggle for a long time.

“Eighteen thousand.”

“Eighteen thousand and once!”

“Eighteen thousand and two times!”

Just when everyone thought that the ownership of this island was coming to an end.

“Twenty thousand!” A lean old man at the scene reported a number calmly.

boom! There was an uproar.

They all focused their attention on this person.

Qin Ming was also helpless. He did not expect that the bidding competition for Lingdao would be so fierce.

He was thinking about whether to increase the price.

At this time.

A joking voice came from the sky.

“Yo! Is it so lively?”

“Why didn’t you notify the Zhao family?”

(End of chapter)