Chapter 839

As the aura Su Xuan sensed with the help of the Fusang Divine Tree became richer,

on this day, after the Mirage sailed into a certain sea area, one could see that it was filled with mist.

This was actually a sea area shrouded in fog.

If it were a normal world, although one might encounter various accidents in the sea, such as storms, tsunamis, or fog, Su Xuan would not care much. But the problem was that this world was not very normal.

In this world, even if there were no immortals or gods in the present age, there were immortals and gods in the ancient era. The existence of immortals and gods meant that this world was destined not to be an ordinary world. Their methods were profound, and it was difficult to speculate about them using common sense.

In any case, such a world was not governed by Newton, and it was hard to talk about science.

The fog was thick, shrouding the entire sea area. Even though the Mirage was steered by people of the Mohist School and could rely on the direction Su Xuan pointed to head toward the correct path,

under these circumstances, Su Xuan still ordered the Mohist people to temporarily stop steering the Mirage and let it anchor in the sea.

"Are you planning to wait for the fog to disperse?"

Jing Ke, while ordering the Mohist people to temporarily stop the Mirage, came to the atrium of the Mirage and looked at Su Xuan, who was sitting upright under the Fusang Divine Tree, and asked calmly.

"This fog is so thick; I'm afraid it will take a long time to disperse!"

Honestly, having been out to sea for so long, Jing Ke actually missed his family quite a bit.

Even though that little brat at home was very mischievous, he only felt that way when he was by his side. Now that he was not by his side, he missed him a little. He did not know if his junior sister had taken him to Xianyang and if he was studying well under Sect Master Fu Nian at this moment.

Jing Ke thought to himself.

At the same time, he could understand why Su Xuan had the Mirage temporarily stop.

The fog was thick. Even though Su Xuan had his own methods to point out the direction, no one could say clearly what existed in the sea area ahead. If they rashly moved forward, even if they only deviated slightly from the direction, the time wasted would undoubtedly be more for the whole.

Therefore, it was better to wait for a while.

"I am waiting for the arrival of night!"

Su Xuan explained to Jing Ke.

"Waiting for the arrival of night?" Jing Ke looked at Su Xuan, puzzled.

Zinu, Duanmu Rong, and others also looked at Su Xuan curiously.

Su Xuan felt the puzzled gazes of everyone and asked them a question: "When a ship is sailing in the sea without a compass, or because of the magnetic field, the compass and the south-pointing chariot cannot play any role, how should one distinguish the direction?"

Everyone did not know what a compass was, but everyone knew about the south-pointing chariot.

Legend has it that in the Battle of Zhuolu, Chi You trapped the Huang Di's army with fog. In the end, it was the Huang Di who created the south-pointing chariot in the predicament, only then distinguishing the correct direction and finding a way out.

Hearing this question, everyone began to ponder.

Yanfei and Zinu answered almost in unison: "The stars!"

"Not bad, it is indeed the stars!"