Chapter 755: To seek Many Loulan, first find the withered fish!

Without Su Xuan needing to say it, the Six-Fingered Black Hero also knows that the situation is very urgent.

Fortunately, the Mohist School is adept at utilizing the power of tools. Although they need to build several large ships capable of carrying three thousand people, the actual implementation did not take much time.

The main reason is that the Mohist School possesses all kinds of machinery. With the help of these machines, they can mass-produce various components, and all the Mohist disciples need to do is assemble them.

Ultimately, building a machine from scratch is most difficult at the blueprint stage. Because of the assembly-line processing, the blueprints must be extremely detailed; the specifications of any single part cannot be wrong. If there is an error, it cannot be assembled.

In Longxi Commandery, they were delayed for more than half a month.

Through the day and night efforts of the Mohist School, six sand ships were completed.

With this, the Mohist School's mission is considered complete.

The subsequent matters will be left to Su Xuan and the others.

Whether Many Loulan can be found depends on Su Xuan.

However, when the sand ships truly departed from Longxi Commandery, Su Xuan still looked at the Six-Fingered Black Hero and the person following him... Jing Ke, with some surprise.

"Your Mohist School's tasks are all finished, why do you insist on going through this trouble? The Six-Fingered Black Hero is one thing, as he is used to meddling in other people's business, but as for you, why not stay at home and accompany your child? Aren't you worried that if you meet with an accident, your child will become an orphan and suffer endless hardships?"

Su Xuan's gaze fell on Jing Ke, and he teased him casually.

"Can't Your Excellency Master Xuantian say something auspicious?" Jing Ke gave a bitter laugh upon hearing this.

Su Xuan smiled faintly and did not say much more.

Could he say that what he said was actually for his own good?

Because everything he mentioned were things that had truly happened in the original work.

In this world, since Jing Ke has already avoided the fate of dying while assassinating the King of Qin, and his wife and children are safe, how good it would be to stay at home and accompany his child.

If he were unlucky and died in this battle, wouldn't the change in his fate have been in vain?

Seeing Su Xuan remain silent, Jing Ke said with a serious expression: "I learned the reason for this matter from the Six-Fingered Leader. Although I don't know what kind of disaster that person can bring, when it comes to protecting the common people of the world, how can my Mohist School fall behind!"

"What great ambition!"

Su Xuan praised him, and his gaze fell on the Six-Fingered Black Hero beside him. "It is you, actually, who would tell Jing Ke about such things?"

The Six-Fingered Black Hero explained: "Jing Ke is the next leader of my Mohist School. I feel there is no need to hide it from him."

Su Xuan was not surprised by this answer.

After Yan Dan died, and Qin Qin Wuyang and Da Tiechui perished, among the remaining leaders of the Mohist School, Master Ban, Master Xu, and Chef Ding had families that served the Mohist School for generations, inheriting their leadership positions for this reason. They had no ambition and did not want to become the Mohist leader. The other older leaders, like Dao Zhi, were frivolous people. The only one qualified to become the next leader was Jing Ke.

Of course, because the Six-Fingered Black Hero could still live for many years, even if he started training a new person from scratch as a successor, there would still be enough time.

However, the Six-Fingered Black Hero did not seem to have this intention; he was more inclined toward Jing Ke becoming the next Mohist leader.

After the sand ships passed through the oasis of the Hexi Corridor, they arrived in the vast desert. Everywhere they looked was desolate, and the scorching sun burned the desert, bringing intense heat.

On the sand ships, many Golden Fire Cavalry stood at the edge of the ship's railing, looking at the vast desert with curiosity; for some of them, it was their first time seeing a desert.

Su Xuan also admired the desert with an interested gaze.

Of course, he only looked for a few moments; after all, the scenery was too monotonous.

Looking at it for a long time, he found it was just like that.

With the help of the sand ships built by the Mohist School, the group traveled extremely fast through the desert. Along the way, when they encountered the problem of water shortage, the people of the Yin-Yang School and Shushan would perform Yin-Yang arts or Shushan witchcraft to condense the water vapor in the heavens and earth, creating water out of thin air.

It can be said that with the Yin-Yang School and the Shi Lan tribe of Shushan accompanying them, the group did not have to worry about water shortages at all.

At present, the biggest problem troubling everyone is actually... the location of Many Loulan!

"Are you sure the direction is correct?"

Su Xuan looked at Yu Jun and asked.

Xiao Yu, as well as Yu Ziqi and other Yuyuan guards, also looked at Yu Jun.

Yu Jun had some sweat on his forehead; it was unknown if it was from the heat or nervousness.

He said with a guilty conscience: "It should be this direction... right?!"

"Should?" Su Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, falling on Yu Jun.

Yu Jun stopped acting and said frankly: "After all, two thousand years have passed, and the oasis has turned into a desert. It is troublesome to find the location of Many Loulan. However, if the tribe's classics are not mistaken, there is a group of withered fish at the entrance of Many Loulan. As long as we can find the location of the withered fish, we can find the whereabouts of Many Loulan."

"Should I cast a divination?"

He made an extremely unreliable suggestion.

Su Xuan stared at Yu Jun for a while, then sighed suddenly. Forget it, there was no need to be overly harsh on Yu Jun.

However, Yu Jun had provided another useful piece of information.

That is the "withered fish"; as long as they can find the location of the withered fish, they can find the entrance to Many Loulan.

He did not let Yu Jun cast a divination.

Instead, he went to the mast of the sand ship, stood at the highest point, closed his eyes, and used the power of his spirit to let his soul spread out in all directions, in order to perceive everything around him.

For the current Su Xuan, he could only hope that Yu Jun had not pointed in the wrong direction and that Many Loulan was nearby.

Su Xuan's soul spread out for who knows how many miles.

Until he perceived something, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Found it!"

He took a step, his body returned to the deck, and then he ordered the Mohist members driving the ship: "Head toward the southeast!"

As the ship changed direction and headed southeast.

After traveling about seven or eight miles in the desert, finally, a group of fish swimming wantonly in the desert appeared in everyone's eyes.

This was an extremely strange scene.

There is no water in the desert, but this group of fish treated the desert as an ocean, jumping and swimming in it wantonly. Seeing this scene, many people were shocked.