"First of all, welcome to the Western Capital."

As the door of the auditorium was locked, Chen Hao finally met the president of the Western Capital Museum Federation.

The other party was an old man who looked about sixty years old, and he looked elegant, like a professor he had seen in college.

"Huh? Isn't this Teacher Luo, a Qinhua performance artist? Chen Hao suddenly recognized the other party.

He also gave lectures at Nishito University.

Good fellow, it's so deep!

At this time, on the rostrum, President Luo made a brief opening remark, roughly talking about the history and prospects of the long river crossing, and then changed the conversation and said-

"There are a total of 4+1 rounds in this long river battle."

"What the hell is going on with the +1 round, I believe everyone already knows."

"Don't be burdened, just do your best!"

Chen Hao didn't know if it was an illusion, he always felt that when President Luo said this, his eyes crossed several people intentionally or unintentionally, including him.

"Well, the real starting point isn't here." After saying the above content, President Luo smiled mysteriously and continued, "The chief examiner of this long river competition is already waiting for you at the real start site, and the content of the first round of the competition will be released soon. ”

"Now, please sit in your respective seats, you may be a little dizzy, but you can get used to it later."

After speaking, President Luo nodded to the sides, and immediately several mentors stood up.

They stepped down from the rostrum and went to the four corners of the auditorium.

"What do you mean?" Chen Hao was puzzled.

Zhen Xing and Pei Tugou, who were sitting next to him, also shook their heads blankly, and Chen Hao looked at the others, except for a few people with indifferent faces, most of them also had puzzled expressions on their faces.

The next moment, Chen Hao felt a majestic spiritual power emanating from those mentors, quickly enveloping the entire auditorium.

Immediately afterwards, the auditorium began to shake, like an earthquake, Chen Hao looked at the rostrum, and saw that the instructors on the stage looked normal.

Suddenly, Chen Hao felt that the world was spinning, as if the entire space was being turned upside down, and it felt as if he was sleeping in bed at night and suddenly stepped on the air.

But in an instant, everything calmed down again.

"Okay, welcome again." President Luo re-spoke, "Your stage is behind the door, and I hope you can gain something from this long river crossing." ”

President Luo's voice fell, and the closed door of the auditorium reopened, but outside it was not the corridor of the Western Capital Museum, but a dazzling light.

"Friendly reminder, pay attention to the costume change trick!" President Law added again, "Let's go! ”

Immediately, someone stood up and walked towards the door, eventually disappearing into the light outside the door.

Chen Hao also got up from his position with the large army and walked towards the door of the auditorium.

Soon, he stood in front of the door, and even from this position, he still couldn't see what was outside the door, and he changed his outfit and stepped out into the light.

Chen Hao felt as if he had stepped on the air, and the whole person was falling rapidly, but before he could have any stress reaction, his feet had already stepped on the solid ground, and at this time, the dazzling light dissipated, his eyes lit up, and the whole person suddenly stayed in place.

What did he see?

In front of you—

Hundreds of thousands of homes are like a game of Go, and the twelfth street is like a vegetable garden!

Nine days to open the palace, all the nations to worship the crown!

Chen Hao looked down at the city wall where he was standing, and then looked behind him.

Baqiao willow color, vicissitudes of post road.

Here is - Tang, Chang'an!

It was only at this time that Chen Hao noticed that he had changed into a flying fish suit.

"Sure enough, the ancient city has reappeared!" At this time, someone beside Chen Hao let out a sigh of emotion, Chen Hao turned his head, and saw an extra man figure beside him.

"Hello, Xidu Chen Hao." Chen Hao hurriedly said hello, and when the man heard it, he immediately showed surprise on his face: "Big guy Chen Hao? ”

"I'm the money party in the group!"

"Huh?" Chen Hao reacted, he seemed to have seen it in the group yesterday.

"Luckily!" Chen Hao said, "By the way, what's going on? ”

Qian Fang was just about to speak, when drums sounded on the watchtower of the city wall not far away, and at the same time, the figures scattered on the city wall also gathered towards the watchtower.

"Let's talk as we go." Qian Fang said, Chen Hao nodded, and the two walked towards the watchtower together.

"Big guy, this is called the reappearance of the ancient city." As Qian Fang walked, he said to Chen Hao, "My brother has participated in the Long River Crossing before, and he mentioned it to me. ”

"The ancient city is reappearing?"

"Well, any ancient city that has existed in history for more than a thousand years, as long as it has been handed down, can be reproduced in a high dimension through the long river of history." Qian Fang said, "For example, Chang'an, Luoyang, Bianjing, Yandu, Jinling...... There are also Xianyang, Handan, Daliang and so on......"

"Usually the long river crossing will be held in such a place."

"What we have in front of us is the real Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty."

Chen Hao nodded, and asked again, "We are already in the high-dimensional plane now?" ”

Qian Fang pondered for a moment and said, "Sort of." ”

"The ancient city does not exist constantly, and its reappearance requires a lot of strength to maintain."

"It's a temporary high-dimensional stronghold."

"When the power to maintain it is removed, the ancient city will disappear!"

"So it's not connected to the battlefield of civilization."

Chen Hao pondered for a while and probably understood.

The ancient city is like a game software on the PC side, and the civilization battlefield is like a game console, and the two are not universal.

Chatting like this, Chen Hao and Qian Fang came to the bottom of the watchtower on the city wall, and the other people who participated in the battle of the Long River also gathered from all over the city wall, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

At this time, several figures appeared on the watchtower, and Chen Hao was immediately happy when he saw it.

Standing in the middle, isn't it Mentor Wang?

When everyone saw the instructors appear, they all fell silent.

Tutor Wang was on the watchtower, looked at the contestants below, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Hello, I am the chief tutor of this long river battle, Wang Yifei. ”

"From the moment you set foot on this wall, the battle for the river has begun."

"Now release the first round of missions!"

Everyone held their breath and waited for Mentor Wang to speak.

I saw that there was an extra crystal clear ball in Mentor Wang's hand, and he threw it into the air with force, and the next moment, the ball exploded in the sky above Chang'an City, turning into countless rays of light and falling all over Chang'an City.

Immediately afterwards, there were countless figures in Chang'an City, wearing the costumes of the Tang Dynasty, as if they were people who had lived here.

The entire Chang'an City suddenly came to life.

"These are the memories of Chang'an City!" Mentor Wang said, "From the emperor's generals to the peddlers' pawns, to you, they are just projections, a total of 600,000 Dao!" ”

"History doesn't change, but the perception of history changes as people's minds change."

"As envoys of civilization, you have the responsibility to preserve the true nature of history."

"As the media in the world become more and more diverse, and voices become more and more personal, whether it is novels, video accounts, or film and television dramas, they all make some common-sense mistakes when they state history, and as a result, most people's perception of historical truth is also wrong."

"The content of the first round of the Long River Battle: Kuang Zheng Fallacy!"

"You can go to this Chang'an City to inspect now, and once you find something that does not conform to the current historical background, you can immediately use your spiritual power to record it in your identity token this time."

"One correction counts as one point, and ten points counts as passed!"

", do you still want to test culture?" There was an exclamation from the crowd, which immediately provoked a chuckle.

Chen Hao squinted slightly: What is this? Let's find fault?

However, as a top student of history, he said that there was no problem. He looked around and saw many people with embarrassed looks on their faces.

"Of course, not everyone is focused on this knowledge." At this time, Mentor Wang spoke again, "In addition to finding the method of fallacy, there is another way to complete the task. ”

"In Chang'an City, we have arranged a total of 200 staff members, and they have used special spiritual tools to make themselves like in this phantom."

"Find them out, one person counts five points, and ten points are considered passed."

"I would like to remind you that there are 3,000 fallacies, and if you correct one, you will disappear one, so theoretically only three hundred people can pass at most."

"The same goes for the search for people, theoretically there are only a hundred places to pass."

"In addition, Chang'an has a curfew system, and now there are five hours before the curfew, that is, ten hours."

"After the street drums that represent the curfew are beaten, no matter how many people pass, this round of tasks will be over!"

"Now, let's get started."

As soon as Tutor Wang's words fell, everyone rushed towards the city tower impatiently.

Tutor Wang glanced around, but found that a person did not move, but squatted on the ground, holding a dagger in his hand, and was chiseling the city wall.

Tutor Wang frowned, looked at the silver-haired player, recalled the information, and said, "Phoenix mockery, what are you doing?" ”

"Wait a minute, Mentor Wang."

"There's a brick here that doesn't align!"

……

At the same time, in the sky above Chang'an City, a group of mentors sat on the big cloud sofa, looking at the many screens in front of them, and they were also talking to each other.

Those projection screens are the figures of the contestants.

"Wow, we're going to eliminate half of them in the first round." A young man who came with his mentor sighed.

"It's normal." The mentor beside him said, "Although they are all selected by various museums, there is still a gap in strength." ”

"There is nothing to say about looking for historical fallacies, this is the responsibility of the civilized envoy. If you are confident in your knowledge, or you are not confident in your own strength, you can choose this path. If you don't have good knowledge and no confidence in your strength, then you can't blame anyone for being eliminated. ”

"And the search for people is actually a test of the sharpness of mental power. After all, it is indeed difficult to find two people in 600,000 projections. This is the content of the test specially prepared for those who are highly combat-powered. ”

"This round is just a preliminary screening, let's take a good look."

The young man nodded teachably, and continued to look at the projection screens.

……

The 805 contestants, once they entered this Chang'an City, suddenly everyone disappeared without a trace, and Chen Hao walked on the Vermilion Bird Avenue of ancient Chang'an all the time, as if shopping.

3,000 fallacies, he found ten easily, but he was not in a hurry.

It's just that he is a little curious, how can those who are not good at historical knowledge find out the hidden ones from the 600,000 projections?

Well, it's okay to really do that little monk, right?

……

At the same time, on another street in Chang'an City.

Zhenxing looked left and right, and then his mental power suddenly exploded, and the phantom of the relics behind him flashed away.

Then, a spiritual force tightly wrapped Zhenxing's eyes, and Zhenxing's pupils bloomed with golden light.

He glanced at it and shook his head: "Not here!" ”

Then quickly run to the next street.

……

"Buddha bone relics!"

Above the clouds, a mentor happened to see the picture of Zhenxing, turned his head to look at Master Zhiqing, and said, "Zhiqing, this is your disciple, right?" ”

Zhiqing smiled and said: "My disciple linked the true body relics of Shakyamuni of Famen Temple, and the spiritual power has the Buddha's will, and I thought that the special effect was only a defensive 'protector', but recently the interior was successfully renovated, only to realize that the real special effect is the 'Buddha rhyme', condensing the whole body can protect the Dharma, condense the eyes, and can see the fluctuations of spiritual power." ”

"This phantom has no spiritual power!"

"Not bad." The mentor nodded.

At this moment, an exclamation came from the other side-

"- what's the matter with this little girl?"

Master Zhiqing and this tutor hurriedly followed the prestige, only to see a well-behaved and cute little girl walking on the street on a projection screen, like a junior high school student, and the street in front of her was raining out of thin air!

"This is Wen Shiqing's sister Wen Bixiao...... "A mentor recognized the identity of the little girl, "This kid's link cultural relics are Zhenshui stone rhinos, and the special effect of mental power seems to be 'water resistance'?" ”

"This is an extraordinary time!"

"yes, yes, the three supernatural interior locations haven't been shot yet."

"Hey, hey, look here, what is this Taoist priest doing? It's outrageous. Another voice rang out.