Chapter 270: The Huashan Grand Competition was full of punches and blood...

"It's a long time ago, and it's not an emperor's tomb built with huge investment." Wang Xue made a capital X on her chest with a pious look, "But their poetic souls will live forever."

When it comes to the emperor's tomb, Xi'an has something to say.

Although there are countless ancient tombs stolen and excavated in Xi'an and Luoyang, these two places are still the places where ancient ghosts awaken frequently in China, ranking first or second in the country.

Xi'an has seen unprecedented prosperity due to the Huashan martial arts competition and historical cities. The Chinese Non-Investigation Bureau has sent a large number of survivors, supernatural beings, and warriors, and also recruited some ghost messengers from the Yanwang Palace, as well as very few ancient and modern ghosts who are not ghost messengers.

They are about to disappear from the world. They left the most beautiful chapters in China, and because of special certificates, they were allowed to take a look at this prosperous era in the 21st century.

This is why ghosts are seen strolling on the streets.

Ye Mo's eyes shifted to a middle-aged ghost whose complexion was similar to that of a real person. He was wearing a solemn black ritual garment with a top and skirt, and a crown

on his head. He had a handsome appearance, extraordinary aura, and a domineering aura. He was not an ordinary person. Moreover, as a ghost messenger, his black parasol was supported by a ghost wearing a white robe with a large collar and narrow sleeves. Behind him were two green-robed ghosts with white earrings and white pens. Behind him were three generals wearing double long robes and colorful armor as guards.

This configuration... is it a bit too high?

Even though the 21st century is already a society where everyone is equal, for the ancient ghosts, there are still some feudal characteristics that are difficult to change, such as servility and loyalty.

Ye Mo roughly guessed who he was, and his heart rarely fluctuated.

Because of this, he let out a little bit of emotion. The other party was very sensitive to the fact that someone was watching him. He looked back and saw that the guards around him were on high alert because of this small action.

The two sides looked at each other for a second.

Ye Mo nodded politely. The man in black was stunned for a moment and responded, but this response also gave people a subtle feeling of feudal imperial power.

This made the members of the non-investigation bureau who noticed it through the Sky Eye surveillance a little nervous. That person had had conflicts with more than one survivor.

In fact, the non-investigation bureau is not blindly protecting the ancient soul. The main reason is that this ancient soul provides too many resources, from historical knowledge to various schools of thought to equipment and weapons, and then to ghost power resources. It is difficult for them not to be tempted.

If it weren't for this big shot, they didn't know that after reaching a certain level of secret cultivation, the undead or ghost cultivators can also sign up to join the survivor APP.

Moreover, the mistakes in the previous conflicts were on the other side. Who can tolerate not taking himself seriously, pointing fingers and ordering people to take pictures like an amusement park gorilla? He is not a celebrity!

Fortunately, neither side is a nosy person.

Even though Ye Mo has been able to restrain most of his dragon breath, the man in black still noticed that the woman and her friend opposite him were not simple. He was not mentally retarded, on the contrary, he was very smart. Ye Mo sighed and said, "It still needs socialist transformation," and then shifted the focus.

The ancient city of Xi'an actually set up a special survivor commercial street. There are not only Maria branches on the street, but also survivors are allowed to trade freely, similar to stalls, but the stalls are not only free, but also "high-end" counters.

Of course, there are very conspicuous LED signs at the intersections of the two streets, which read "True or false, please be aware of the risks" and "Robbery is prohibited, violators will be severely punished."

This is also the first trading market that is not a survivor forum. It has attracted a lot of attention. At least it is very interesting.

Wang Xue couldn't help but get involved, and the four-member team moved their positions.

This commercial street makes ordinary people with timidity stay away. Even for survivors, most of them are wary of wearing masks or other concealing props. Ye Mo added a plain and non-magical spell for himself and his three companions.

The number of people walking on the street has dropped a lot compared to outside, but it is just as lively. Not only are the survivors bargaining with each other, but if there is a good thing, it will definitely attract a lot of onlookers.

After visiting several stalls, except for Wang Xue who was eager to bargain, no one else was interested in the things being traded at the stalls. It was not

until the eighth stall that a kind of alien black ore attracted Ye Mo's attention.

She stopped and asked, "How much?"

"No transaction money, thirty high-quality wind, fire, thunder or gold spirit stones, or one hundred level 7 wind, fire, thunder or gold beast pills, or a medium or high-level wind weapon of the same value in exchange." One of the stall owners replied.

Yes, this stall is not a single one, it seems to be a rare small independent group in China, there are three stall owners, and there are also a lot of goods.

"Are you trying to steal money?" Wang Xue came over from nowhere. "This black stone doesn't look useful."

The stall owner seemed to be anxious. "Beauty, you are not kind to say that. The survivor APP task column says that this is a rare dark thunder dual-system ore, a top-grade material. Thirty spiritual stones are a loss! The system mall sells it for fifty."

In fact, what the stall owner said is completely right.

But he overlooked a problem. There are very few instrument refiners, and even fewer high-level instrument refiners. There are very few instrument refiners with a success rate of more than 50%. This makes many survivors get ores, medicinal plants and other materials, but they can only rot in their own hands.

Fortunately, there are large and medium-sized groups to purchase them, but the purchase price of these groups is not so charitable because they are originally for profit.

Ye Mo and his team would also purchase, but this work was too tedious. Wang Xue was only responsible for purchasing precious and special materials. Ordinary materials like this were purchased in the system mall or purchased in large quantities from groups such as the Non-Investigation Bureau.

Wang Xue put her arm around Ye Mo's shoulder and said, "Sister, with your level of refining,"

the stall owner immediately reduced the price by three spiritual stones before she finished speaking. It can be seen that the deputy position is still quite scarce at present.

"..."

Ye Mo stroked Wang Xue's hair. Although he had a mine at home, he didn't want to spend spiritual stones. He took out a high-level Tang sword and bought all the materials on the stall that could be used, including the purple-black ore, as well as the plants that Watson had glanced at.

"Is it OK?"

"Yes! Yes!"

In less than an hour, Ye Mo and his three companions bought a batch of ordinary to medium-high materials, plant seeds, and three or four rare treasures on this street. Together, they saved a lot of survivor points.

Then, they went to the cultural exhibition address that the Bureau of Investigation had promised Wang Xue. The location was opposite the local museum, and the Xi'an Martial Arts Hall was also nearby.

Here, you can see antiques and cultural relics from different dynasties, some exquisite and some rough, and you can also understand and learn about the mythological origins of Chinese culture, the Book of Changes and the Eight Diagrams, poetry, books, rituals, music, Taoism, Confucianism, and law, various schools of thought, and music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Xi'an Martial Arts School was jointly opened by major martial arts schools and schools across the country. Every once in a while, they would recruit new disciples from all over the country, regardless of age or gender, and only care about talent, understanding, and diligence.

Chinese martial arts are mostly related to Taoism and Buddhism, but more to Taoism. Many martial arts schools were founded by Taoist disciples, including Shaolin, which is a fusion of Taoism and Buddhism and localized, so there are many Taoist classics in the martial arts school.

Ye Mo, Wang Xue, Hua Sheng, and Ji Li can all find things that they are interested in, can calm down to read, comprehend, learn, and enjoy here, so they also washed away their impetuousness and stayed here for a longer time.

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The next day, Ye Mo and the other four teleported to the foot of Huashan.

Huashan’s grand events are not only found in the 21st century or in martial arts novels. The Book of Documents, Yu Gong Chapter, states: “Xuanyuan is where the Yellow Emperor met with the immortals.” Since the Qin Dynasty, which unified the six kingdoms, many emperors have come to Huashan to worship and check in.

The main location of the competition is at the bottom of Huashan, and the audience can climb high and see far. With the vision of many survivors, as long as they are not physically isolated and blocked from the light, they can clearly see the grass and trees below the mountain.

When Ye Mo and his friends arrived, they saw many survivors going up and down the peaks of Huashan, looking for a suitable position.

Four people joined them and chose a platform halfway up the cliff with few people, and put out chairs and other things one by one.

The competition at the bottom of the mountain is mainly divided into two categories: warriors and comprehensive supernatural powers.

On the warriors' arena, the competition has been going on for several days. Now the defenders and attackers are all elites from various sects. The survivors are fine. In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of real competition without wires, filters, and real punches, as long as you don't hit the deadly points, and occasionally a little bloody, for half an hour or even an hour, is simply too cool!

The scene is very lively.

There are many comprehensive superpower arenas, where martial arts and superpowers can be used together, and some do not restrict weapons.

The area of ​​the arena is also much larger, far away from the mountains and buildings, and protected by defensive formations. Many people can only see the colorful competition on the stage, or hear various inaudible fast spells, as well as the sounds of banging and rumbling.

This does require some knowledge to understand. Ordinary people may not be able to hear or see well, so there are fewer people watching.

Not long after Wang Xue sent a message to the non-investigation bureau, all the competitions entered the intermission. There was

also a demonstration session by the seniors. These seniors were all survivors. Only those who could squeeze into the top 300 in the world were eligible to participate.

"There are actually people on the pure warrior competition stage? Iron hammer PK swordsmanship?" Wang Xue's interest was immediately raised.

It must be said that the warriors are fine in the early stage, but if they don't have superpowers to stimulate in the later stage, they will really suffer. Wang Xue has a deep understanding of this.

In addition to the help of Watson and Ye Mo, her ranking is also due to her own high-intensity practice of 12 hours a day and up to 24 hours when she has inspiration for a move (except for very few dungeon times and settlement days, but try to maintain 6 hours).

Two people jumped onto the warrior arena.

One of them was eight feet tall, with a strong back and waist, bulging muscles, and holding two iron hammers. Initial judgment was that he would be a power player, but his light steps did not say so.

His opponent was thin and held a sword in his right hand. This sword was not a light sword. His simple sword swings were clearly a heavy sword that would weigh even the survivors.