Chapter 950

Although they did not dare to resist orders, the monks whispered and sighed in a low voice. How could this boy lead people out of life.

Lianyu always said that the dust had settled down.

For this steel ship, the territory of Linghe river is equivalent to a deity with supreme prestige and power.

"Let's make a bet."

Chu Chen suddenly gently raised his hand, "people who don't accept me, don't believe that I can take you out of life, you can bet with me. If I successfully lead you to find a way to live, the person who bet with me will call my grandfather, saying that he has no eyes, dare not."

Everyone was stunned. The fat friar swung his sleeve. "You can't take us to live. It's OK to bet. If you lose, you call our grandfather useless. Do you have any bet?"

Chu Chen nodded gently and reached for a purple amulet from his arms. "This is an anti Sha fu..."

Chu Chen didn't introduce it in detail. All the friars who traveled all over the country 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 rune. It could be said that it was the best medicine talisman, especially in the blood sea world.

Chu Chen saw that many people's eyes were bright, and then said in a deep voice, "I don't have much of this kind of medicine amulet now. In order not to deceive everyone, I open three places for gambling. If I take you to escape the failure, the medicine charm is you. If you lose, call my grandfather, and then admit that you have no eyes."

"I bet!"

Fat monk eye dew greedy, coupled with the protagonist extremely unpleasant, this opportunity naturally to seize.

"Count me in." Fang Rentang stood up with justice and solemnity.

"I don't believe that you can make a world of it. If you can go out, don't call your grandfather, even if you dare." White eyebrow friar a face disdain, "I also bet!"

The three men took the lead in gambling. Many friars on the deck lamented that they were slow to react. The three medicine amulets were precious treasures at this moment. They didn't find this cheap.

"Well, it's a deal."

After Chu Chen made a bet with friar fat, friar Fang Rentang and Friar Baimei, Qiu San pushed the wheelchair to the cockpit at the top of the cabin.

After him, the spiritual elder, Fang Ren Tang, Yu old servant, the fat man and the white eyebrow friar all followed him in.

The cockpit of a steel building ship is different from that of an ordinary large ship. A steel building has a captain of hundreds or even thousands of Zhang and weighs millions of Jin.

It's impossible to make such a huge thing travel in the ocean with sails or oars.

The most important power source of this kind of ship is array, which is distributed in every part of the ship and controls the direction and speed of the whole ship.

The cockpit is the gathering place of all the arrays, and it is also the most dense and detailed place on the whole ship.

The huge cockpit covers an area of several acres. A famous monk is busy in it. He injects spiritual power into the array, corrects loopholes and grasps the navigation dynamics. It is a bustling scene.

In the center of the cockpit, an octagonal altar is about ten meters high, standing in the void.

On the altar stood a thin man with a dignified face. His eyes were like eagle's, and he had a kind of unspeakable sharpness.

In front of him, a crystal with the size of a washbasin was suspended in the void, surrounded by a light curtain of spiritual power, which clearly revealed all kinds of navigation dynamics of the whole ship.

The man on the altar was the helmsman of the steel ship. He was wearing tight leather armor, python boots, and a pure black robe. His eyes were sharp as a hook. He was sitting at the helm of the huge spiritual power light curtain around his body.

His sitting posture is extremely upright, his waist is very straight, his expression is meticulous, showing a rigorous military style.

Seeing the crowd coming, the helmsman looked up and arched his hand at Qiu San: "what's the president's command?"

"Well, I'd like to trouble Zhou to take the helm. The next time, this little brother will be in charge of the whole ship." Qiu San nodded at the helm and patted Chu Chen in front of him.

"Oh?"

Zhou steered his eyes and turned his head to see Chu Chen with a look of doubt: "this little brother, is it a steering expert?"

Zhou steered the ship and found that the scene was really wrong. The president, who was not concerned about the navigation, actually brought a young man to come over and said that he would take charge of the ship, while a group of people were worried about each other.

"Too much for steering."

Chu Chen nodded generously and laughed, "I'm not a helmsman, but I have some talent to lead the ship out of trouble."

Zhou zhidu frowned, or did not know what medicine Chu Chen was selling in the gourd?

However, he turned to see Qiu San and the spiritual elder nodded, as if to let him take over the steel ship.

Stunned for a moment, though reluctant, Zhou, who had been in the army of Daxiao Dynasty before, always obeyed orders unconditionally.So he finally reluctantly sighed: "that little brother, how do you want to take over, how can I cooperate?"

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

After chuchen finished, he immediately closed his eyes, threw down a group of people who looked at each other, and began to open his mind to lock in some kind of blood sea.

Zhou points to Chu Chen, whose eyes are closed, and then looks at Qiu San. Does this really work?

Qiu San nodded his head very seriously. He could only sigh again.

After about three pillars of incense, Chu Chen opened his eyes. No matter how impatient the group's faces were, he directly addressed the helmsman Zhou.

"Three hundred feet ahead, then full left rudder, six hundred thirty feet, right full rudder, four hundred thirty feet, and then right full rudder."

"What? Why does the ship have to turn around? There are no obstacles in this sea area. We can go straight ahead! Don't mess with me, little brother

Zhou's face at the helm was black. He and his party were conscientious and responsible, and there were many taboos for sailing on the sea, especially for large ships such as steel building ships, which, if possible, were the most taboo for such a full rudder.

Because once the rudder is full, the balance of the whole ship may be damaged, and it is easy to cause capsizing accident. Obviously, the lame boy is a layman.

"Just do what he says."

Qiu San said word by word, without half an explanation.

That week, the helmsman sighed helplessly again, so he had to issue orders to the crew around him. The whole steel building ship began to run at full strength and began to sail in a strange way.

But Chu Chen was nervous. He was not afraid of capsizing, but because he was finally approaching the mysterious and powerful truth of the sea of blood. He had trapped countless monks for millions of years!

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