In the howling trade wind, sailing ships as huge as castles sailed on the sea. On the deck, the sailor commanded seven or eight sailors to rotate the thick wooden poles connecting the sails with force, and adjusted several sides of the sails with pulleys, cleverly transforming the south wind into the help of the ship sailing eastward.

This kind of navigation technique is very clever. Unless it is heading against the wind, wooden sailboats can always use the wind to travel like the correct destination. Unfortunately, if the wind direction is wrong, the kinetic energy consumption will greatly slow down the ship's navigation speed.

Just after noon, the pale sunlight slowly sets westward. After lunch in one of the most spacious and comfortable cabins in the caravan flagship, Zhang Lisheng walked out of the cabin and started walking in the strong wind.

In the era of wooden sailing, the risk of navigation is huge, especially when the weather is bad, it is difficult to understand that you have the opportunity to hide safely in the cabin but take risks without reason.

However, the role played by the young man was a strange scholar who would rather dissect animals in a barbarian tribe than enjoy wealth in a civilized world. Some quirks were normal.

When Zhang Lisheng was walking on the deck, the wind direction was changing all the time, affecting the direction of the wooden boat. After a while, the bow of the boat began to slowly turn again. He raised his head and stared at the wind vane on the mast. His body was not tall and looked extremely fierce in the storm. He immediately shouted loudly: "Left, turn left three degrees to fixed.

Quick, fast, fast, don’t you eat? If you are so busy, I will throw you into the sea to feed the fish.”

Amid the sailors' long roar, the sailors gritted their teeth and their faces turned red. They pushed the wooden pole as thick as a bowl from the groove, and tried hard to push the bow and finally turned the bow to the east again.

When the young man heard this roar, he felt the turtle-like speed of the wooden boat. He turned his head and looked at the laboring sailor under the mast. He couldn't help but smile a sarcastic smile on his face and murmured: "It's so sad to be in a barbaric era.

But it doesn't matter, I will soon bring 'civilization' to the mainland..." As soon as his unpredictable words came to the ground, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind, "Hisser Li Sheng. I didn't expect you to go out for a walk in such weather."

"Mr. Vitas. There is a proverb in my hometown, "A hundred steps after a meal can make you live ninety-nine." For people like me who lack exercise, walking after a meal is the only secret to longevity. Of course, you have to persist.

But I never thought I would meet you."

"Oh. There are so many proverbs in your hometown." The middle-aged businessman, whose boat-shaped hat was almost flying off by the wind, grabbed the brim and walked to Zhang Lisheng's side, looking at the clouds that were constantly blown away by hurricanes in the distance and gathered again and said worriedly: "I'm not out of the cabin for longevity, but Mr. Birch sent someone to find me to the cockpit for something to talk about."

"The navigator suddenly looked for you." Zhang Lisheng asked alertly: "Is the weather not very good?"

"Well...oh no, no, no, no, no, it's not bad, it's just that there may be some hidden dangers," Vitas smiled reluctantly as if he was speechless, shook his head and stopped talking nonsense to the young man, "I'll leave first, don't worry, there's no big problem." He strided towards the cab at the bow of the boat.

"How could a trade wind be fine with such a chaotic direction?" Looking at the back of the middle-aged businessman who had lost a lot of hypocrisy and pretentious expression, he heard the sailor in front of the northwest side start shouting loudly again to adjust the sails, Zhang Lisheng curled his lips and said to himself in a low voice.

After that, he became more and more nervous about the deck, and the sailors running around like headless flies turned a blind eye, walked to the side of the ship and looked down.

Under the boat, the strong wind rippled slowly, but there was no wave surging. This was different from the usual situation where the storm must have been surging before it came. It seemed to reduce the risk, but it gave people a feeling of trembling that first accumulates and then bursts out.

However, for Wu Li Shenling, who is in control of the power of water, the sea that is always his "home court" cannot make him feel scared. He leaned on the deck and waved his hand gently. The swaying sea surface of thousands of meters below his feet was instantly smoothed by him, turning into a mirror that could clearly reflect the face.

"This is power, the power of the gods, perhaps not as strange as I used to transform into a big bug;

Maybe there was no Viagra when she transformed into an ancient beast, but this is the truly invincible power...

However, it is better not to show this kind of power unless it is absolutely necessary. After all, I have just started on the path of gods. I am so proud that I can easily be 'trampled to death' by someone." The divine power was dissipated from my mouth. The young man whispered to himself in the water, turned around and scattered on the deck for a while, and returned to the cabin.

After digesting the seeds of resurrection of the gods and inheriting the power left by the ancient gods, the practice of secret methods of the "Witch" path no longer has much significance for Zhang Lisheng. In the future, he only needs to use an indescribable "channel" between him and his believers to absorb the power of faith through the "channel" that can cross all obstacles, and the power can be continuously improved.

This kind of absorption does not require the gods to take the initiative. As long as the number of believers is sufficient, everything will happen naturally. From the perspective of quantity, the young man now has far exceeded his needs.

With the general pious attitude of serving God by the Wuli people, being able to get 50,000 or 60,000 believers is actually enough to ensure that the divine power that Zhang Lisheng has will not fade away, and the limit of his ability to absorb power is 150,000 to 180,000 believers, and the benefits he gains will become minimal.

This is why, in addition to believers, the time to become a god is also one of the two most important yardsticks to measure the power of the gods. Without time to refine the gods, the gods cannot burst out the dazzling light with infinite power, and the gods without enough believers can only wander at the opening point of the gods' path forward.

As for the "single monsters", mortal creatures like demigods did not take that crucial step. Even if they could use their faith power to improve their strength with talent or various bizarre methods, they would definitely not be qualified to have their true "believers", let alone anything else.

As he became a god, these principles were naturally slowly mastered by Zhang Lisheng. He was quite satisfied with the power of the gods he had mastered, but he was very anxious about the way of improving the power of the gods like the gods.

Fortunately, the extra faith power provided by the Wu Li people was stored by the totem pole and it was not wasted at all. Burning these faith powers was enough to allow the young man to increase the power of his divine power a hundred times. Being careful, he was not afraid that those powerful beings would be enemies with him. Instead, the feeling of doing nothing in his spare time made him most uncomfortable.

In desperation, Zhang Lisheng could only lie on the bed, close his eyes and spend time by thinking about it. I don’t know how long it took, the cabin suddenly shaking violently, forming an angle of fifty or sixty degrees with the sea surface, swinging back and forth.

In an era when sailing was the main means of transportation at sea, a wooden bed instead of a hammock in the cabin represented a very noble identity of the residents. However, when violent storms came, this respect seemed unnecessary. It seemed that the cabin wood that had suffered a strong earthquake, although it was fixed on the floor and did not roll, it still threw the young man out.

"What a big wind and wave..." Zhang Lisheng, who was successful in practicing boxing, did not use his supernatural powers to stabilize his body. Instead, he turned over lightly in the air and landed steadily on the ground. His feet walked to the circular window next to the bulkhead like a magnet, looking out, and leaving.

It should have been evening at this moment, but the sky covering the sea showed a strange light red color. The sun was setting in the west and was about to go down the mountain, but the rolling clouds were still shining with faint light.

There were heavy rain in the sky, but no rain fell. Countless clouds twisted and condensed together under the strong wind, forming various hideous shapes, like countless monsters scattering their teeth and claws in the air, thinking about tearing everything below to pieces.

In addition to driving out dark clouds, the hurricane also caused stormy waves on the sea surface. The waves surged everywhere Zhang Lisheng's eyes were as low as three or four meters high as the sea surface. It kept surging and beating the sea ship as if it was about to strike the ship into powder.

When he led the Wu Li Expeditionary Force to conquer the Fire Islands across the sea, Zhang Lisheng encountered many storms and ocean currents. At the most critical moment, he even used the power of the blue dragon to break the rainy clouds, so that the fleet could safely leave the line. However, the bad weather he encountered before was completely different from the storm he saw now, in terms of range and the feeling of depression.

"It's a hell. If I weren't here today, these land people would be 100% dead..." They swayed in the cabin like a roller coaster. After a while, they saw the rain finally dripping from the clouds with the silver snake running around in the sky. Then, as the lightning flashed in the distance, several tornados that penetrated the sea and the sky were slowly born. Zhang Lisheng murmured with a gloomy face.

The young man was not afraid of the storm. With his power to control the water, even if the sea flipped, he could still save a wooden boat. But if a tornado hit him, he would not be sure to save the fleet's flagship without revealing his flaws. The wooden sailboat is too fragile compared to the iron boat, and it is inevitable that he would have anomaly to protect it.

However, under this situation, Zhang Lisheng did not have much choice. In order to lead to the "Rutao Sea", he could only try his best to save the merchant ship quietly.

Thinking that the young man was no longer delayed, he took a deep breath, reached out and made a pressing action slowly, and the swaying of the wooden boat under his feet decreased a lot.
Chapter completed!