Emperor of Nine Suns

The monks with sad expressions, although they did not dare to resist the order, they whispered one after another, and sighed in a low voice, how could this kid lead everyone to their birth.

When Lianyu spoke, the dust had settled.

For this steel building ship, the Yulao of the Linghe Great Realm is equivalent to a god, possessing the supreme prestige and power.

"Let's make a bet."

Chu Chen suddenly raised his hand gently, "Those who are dissatisfied with me, who do not believe that I can take everyone to escape from birth, can bet against me. If I succeed in leading everyone to find a way out, then bet against me. People who want to call me grandfather, say they have no eyes, dare not dare."

Everyone was stunned, and the fat monk flicked his sleeves vigorously, "It's impossible for you to take everyone alive. It's okay to bet. If you lose, you tell our grandpa to use it, do you have any bets?"

Chu Chen nodded lightly, and stretched out a purple medicine charm from his arms, "This is an evil charm..."

Chu Chen didn't introduce it in detail. The monks who traveled north and south all knew the value of this medicine talisman. It was not only a high-level talisman, but also a dual-attribute medicine talisman in the high-level talisman. The yin and yang dual attributes resist evil. The best medicine charm, especially in the blood sea world.

Chu Chen saw that many people’s eyes were bright, and he said in a deep voice, “I don’t have much of this kind of medicinal talisman now. In order not to discredit everyone, I will open up three gambling places. If I take everyone to escape and fail. , The medicine talisman is you, call me grandpa if you lose, and then admit that you have no eyes."

"I bet!"

The fat monk showed greed in his eyes, and he was extremely displeased with the protagonist. Naturally, this opportunity had to be seized.

"Count me." Fang Rentang stood up sternly.

"The old man doesn't believe that your kid can shake the sky. If you really can go out, let alone call your grandfather or tell your ancestors to dare." The white-browed monk was disdainful, "I bet too!"

The three took the lead in betting against each other, and many monks on the deck lamented that they were slow to react. The three medicine charms were all precious treasures at this moment, and they did not find this cheap.

"Okay, it's a deal."

After Chu Chen made a bet with Fat Monk, Fang Rentang, and Monk Baimei, Qiu San personally pushed the wheelchair and sent it to the upper cockpit of the cabin.

Behind him, Elder Lingxin, Fang Rentang, the old servant of Yu, the fat man and the white-browed monk all followed in.

The cockpit of a steel ship is different from an ordinary big ship. A steel ship is hundreds or even thousands of feet long and weighs millions of catties.

To make such a behemoth drive in the ocean, it is simply impossible to rely on things like sails or oars.

The most important source of power for this kind of ship is the formation. Layers of formations are distributed in every part of the hull, controlling the direction and speed of the entire ship.

The cockpit is where all the formations converge, and it is also the densest and most dense place where the formations on the entire ship are.

The huge cockpit occupies an area of ​​several acres, and a famous monk is busy back and forth in it, injecting spiritual power into the formation, correcting loopholes, and mastering the dynamics of navigation. It is a bustling scene.

In the very center of the cockpit, an octagonal altar stands about ten meters high and stands in the void.

On the altar stood a thin man with a majestic complexion, his eyes were like eagle eyes, and he was indescribably sharp.

In front of him, a crystal the size of a basin was suspended in the void, surrounded by light curtains of spiritual power, which clearly showed the various navigational dynamics of the entire ship.

The man on this altar is the helm of this steel boat. He is wearing tight leather armor, python boots, and a black robe. His eyes are sharp as hooks. He sits on his face and watches his face. A huge light curtain of spiritual power.

His sitting posture is extremely square, his waist is straight, and his look is meticulous, showing a rigorous military style.

Seeing everyone coming, the helm lifted his gaze and arched his hands at Qiu San: "What is the president's order?"

"Well, trouble Zhou has taken the helm. In the next time, this little brother will take charge of the whole ship." Qiu San nodded at the helm and patted Chu Chen lightly in front of him.

"Oh?"

Director Zhou condensed his gaze, then turned his head and glanced at Chu Chen, with a suspicious look in his eyes: "This little brother, is it an expert at the helm?"

At the helm, Zhou found that the scene in front of him was really wrong. The president who usually didn't care about sailing actually took a young man to take charge of the big ship, and a group of people next to him looked worried, no matter how strange it looked.

"Thanks to the helm."

Chu Chen nodded generously and smiled slightly, "I am not an expert at the helm, but I have some talent to lead the ship out of trouble."

Zhou Ruo frowned, still not sure what medicine was selling in Chu Chen's gourd?

However, he turned his head and watched Qiu San and Elder Lingxin nodding, as if it was for Zhen Zhen to take over the steel building.

He was taken aback for a moment. Although he was reluctant in every possible way, Zhou, who had been at the helm of the Great Xiao Dynasty army before, had always unconditionally obeyed orders.

So he finally sighed helplessly: "How do you take over the little brother, how do I cooperate?"

"It's very simple. I said where the ship is going, you can operate the big ship, but you can wait a moment."

After Chu Chen finished speaking, he immediately closed his eyes and threw down a group of people who were looking at each other.

Director Zhou pointed at Chu Chen, whose eyes were closed, and then looked at Qiu San, saying that this would really work?

Qiu San nodded seriously, he could only sigh again.

It was about Sanzhuxiang's time before Chu Chen opened his eyes. Regardless of the impatient expressions on the faces of this group of people, he directly ordered Zhou Ruo.

"Go forward three hundred feet, then full rudder left, sail 630 feet ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ full rudder right, sail 430 feet, then full rudder right."

"What? Why does the ship sail around? There are no obstacles in this sea area. We can go straight ahead! Brother, don't mess around!"

The rudder Zhou's face turned black. He and his party were serious and responsible, and there were many taboos when sailing on the sea, especially for large ships like steel boats, if possible, this kind of full rudder navigation was the most taboo.

Because once the full rudder is turned, the balance of the entire ship may be disrupted, and it is easy to cause a capsize accident. Obviously, this lame boy is an outsider.

"Just do as he says."

Qiu San said word by word without any explanation.

He sighed helplessly at the helm that week, and had no choice but to start issuing orders to the surrounding crew members, and the entire steel building ship began to operate at full capacity and began to sail in strange ways.

But Chu Chen became nervous. What he was nervous was not that he was afraid of capsize, but because he was finally approaching the mysterious and powerful truth of this sea of ​​blood, which had trapped countless monks for millions of years!