Different positions lead to different ways of thinking about problems.

The current Yue Buqun is the Lord of the World, the God King who has not yet established a true God System, the immature Lord of the Heavenly Realm, and the Dao Ancestor who spreads the Great Dao to promote the process of civilization.

What he needs is no longer a single branch, but a hundred flowers blooming.

And in this world, the Huashan faction has become too strong because of him.

With the strong enemy always outside, it is impossible for Yue Buqun to quietly hide himself, and wait for the Huashan faction to become less powerful through time, waiting for countless fires to fly out from the Huashan faction, and then ignite more other places, forming a pattern where Huashan is not there and the world is prosperous.

Therefore, he can only artificially create more martial arts holy lands, and it also happens to give those martial arts people who have newly joined this world an opportunity to improve quickly.

It is not only to enhance their sense of belonging, but also to inspire more talents to get to where they should be as quickly as possible.

"Seven martial arts holy places, where should I choose?" Yue Buqun's gaze continued to rise, overlooking the entire world, and in his field of vision, countless spiritual qi turned into veins, flowing and spreading out above the sky and under the earth of the world.

Those nodes with strong aura also appeared in his eyes.

"This won't work! This one doesn't work either! Still not here! Yue Buqun kept abandoning one place after another with lush aura.

Such a place has basically been occupied by the gate faction and the family, even if Yue Buqun forcibly relocates them, it will cause a series of follow-up ownership problems.

The continuous troubles in the follow-up are likely to drag down the development of the martial arts holy land.

This is what the people think, and it can be suppressed unless Yue Buqun directly kills and slaughters all those who are not convinced.

It's just that this goes against Yue Buqun's original intention.

Having a mind and holding is a Buddha, having no thoughts and holding is an immortal, and having a mind and not holding is a demon.

Yue Buqun was unwilling to fall into the Demon Dao.

After looking around, Yue Buqun finally reluctantly circled a few locations, and then began to sort out the direction of the heaven and earth aura.

Following Yue Buqun's finger, in the deepest part of the Shennongjia Mountain Forest, a giant peak rose up much higher than the other surrounding mountains.

On the high mountain that is uprooted, the ancient trees are verdant, the green grass is like grass, and then there are connected mountains to follow and pull up, and they are coherent into one piece, there are countless strange stones in the mountains, and the spiritual caves are all over the place, full of strange flowers and plants, and full of rare and exotic fruits.

Divine powers, combined with authority, have the power of a world that is completely under control, as is the myth of creation.

The clouds that used to be at the top of the mountain and on the mountainside are now pressed to the bottom of the mountain.

Mountains are like pillars of heaven, supporting the sky and covering the sun, like a bridge between the sky and the earth.

Standing on the top of the highest peak, Yue Buqun stretched out his hand, and the light of the sun, moon and stars was on the top of this mountain, becoming very bright and obvious.

All the scenes seem to revolve around it, making the mysteries of heaven and earth become particularly obvious here.

Then, after a little thought, Yue Buqun opened the belly of the mountain, introduced a pool of hot springs in the belly of the mountain, and then squeezed out three drops of his essence blood to integrate into this hot spring.

After an instant, the original milky white hot spring water turned into a red color, exuding an endless fragrance, if it weren't for Yue Buqun's casual sprinkling of the ban, the beasts, snakes, insects, birds and finches of this mountain forest would smell it, and quickly fill all the space.

Yue Buqun is a powerhouse of the eighth energy level, and he has a variety of powerful bloodlines and bloodlines, and his three drops of essence blood are extremely precious treasures for any world.

As long as the blood pool is not dry and the earth's veins are endless, the blood water in this blood pool will continue to provide extremely special and powerful energy, and it has the effect of transforming and strengthening the body, giving some extraordinary abilities, as well as repairing the body and improving qualifications.

In the caves around the blood pool, Yue Buqun raised his hand and wrote half of the Tao Te Ching.

The scriptures are just the carrier, and what is really powerful is the ideas that Yue Buqun instilled in them.

As long as there are thoughtful people, when they come here and see this half of the Tao Te Ching, they will get a certain opportunity from it.

or internal strength, or martial arts, or light skills, or Taoism, or Buddha, or Taoism, or Confucianism, can all be gained.

Appearing outside the mountains, Yue Buqun sent down twelve more cloud deep mist lock chain arrays, leaving only some test entrances, and then left here and rushed to the next location.

The Yellow River, the Jin-Shaanxi Gorge, the turbulent river splashed and rushed, with a momentum that seemed to wash everything away.

The roaring waves of water crashed against the cliffs and rocks on both sides, making a loud rumbling sound.

Yue Buqun appeared on top of the turbulent river, pointing at everything, and the originally turbulent river separated.

Yue Buqun followed the separated river and walked to the bottom of the riverbed.

Pinch the sand for the glass, the fossil for the jade, refine the water for the three thousand heavy water, and lay down the Yellow River's absolute array.

In the depths of this turbulent water, Yue Buqun looked at the crystal palaces standing tall and clapped his palms, although there was a lack of fine carving, but the foundation had been laid, and the latecomers only needed to continue to fill and improve.

Waving his hand on the stone pillar in the Crystal Palace, he left one hundred and eight sword marks.

Every sword mark is in harmony with the water potential of the Yellow River, containing a deep river sword intent.

If one hundred and eight sword marks turn into a sword, it is like the Yellow River coming up from the sky, washing away all the filth and dirt of the heavens and the earth, and washing the world.

After leaving the Yellow River, Yue Buqun went to the Tibetan Snow Mountains, the Central Asian Desert, the Boundless Sea, and the Beihai Giant Lake, leaving behind different layouts and inheritances, as well as the design of the suppression heritage.

The seven preset martial arts holy places have all six of them.

Looking up at the sky, Yue Buqun took a deep breath.

"The blood pool in the forest, the bottom of the sword of the river, the snow-capped mountain wonderland, the desert death, the Hanhai song, the dream of Daze, and finally there is another place... It's the top of the sky. ”

"Each of the seven martial arts holy places lives in one place, which can not only attract and recruit capable people in this world, but also secretly form a large array to block the luck energy between heaven and earth, and prevent the world's qi from being sucked away by outsiders, the more strong people who suppress these seven places, the more stable the structure and environment of the whole world will be."

Flying high into the sky, Yue Buqun began to collect clouds and knead them into cloud bricks.

After a few hours, a wide plaza floating above the sky dome took shape.

After that, there were some palaces in the clouds, still crude, but magnificent and tall, with infinite possibilities.

Yue Buqun set up thirty-six ladders in the clouds, and on each of them, there was a mysterious method inscribed.

At the same time, there are also mica strange stones in the clouds, which can be transformed into cloud bricks almost infinitely, these cloud bricks contain powerful spiritual energy, which is itself a spirit stone-like substance, and can be used for refining tools, making utensils and alchemy.

Unlike the previous six holy places, the city in the clouds at the top of the sky is always on the move, flying around the entire world.

Anywhere, its shadow may appear, and then the lucky ones will be randomly selected to enter.

After laying the foundation of the seven martial arts holy lands, Yue Buqun's thoughts moved, and all the thinking beings in the entire world heard Yue Buqun's voice.

"In the world of great changes, only change lasts forever, and I Yue Buqun feel it in my heart today, and I have set up seven martial arts holy places, leaving a strong inheritance to wait for those who are destined."

"Seven holy places, respectively, the blood pool in the forest, the bottom of the sword of the great river, the strange domain of the snow-capped mountains, the desert death, the song of the Hanhai Wild Song, the dream of Daze, the top of the sky, seven holy places, seven choices, seven opportunities to reach the top, no matter who finds them, they can become their masters, command the party, spread the Taoism, sit back and watch, enjoy immortality, cultivate immortality, and work with me to conspire with the avenue."

"All my Huashan disciples, only by breaking through the door, can they go down the mountain to find opportunities, and how to choose is all based on one heart."

Yue Buqun's voice settled, and everyone was shocked.

There are people who are keen, and they have already felt the breath of great change.

The world of great controversy is just around the corner.

The status of the Huashan faction is not precarious, but it will no longer be absolutely transcendent.

The whole world, no matter who it is, is proud to be a disciple of Huashan.

Whether Yue Buqun admits it or not, the Huashan disciples are indeed superior to others, and they are the rulers, nobles, and masters of this world.

This is not decided by Yue Buqun, nor does it follow Yue Buqun's wishes.

Even if he repeatedly ordered and reaffirmed it, he repeatedly restrained the Huashan disciples.

But the high concentration of power, power, and honor all made it happen naturally.

The hunting group, which was once comparable to the disciples of Huashan, also declined because of the gradual elimination of the treacherous evil.

Now, new opportunities have arisen.

People don't know what's in these seven martial arts holy places.

But people know that they are all the inheritances left by Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun is the source of Taoism.

That's enough!

Huashan has not lost its guardian, but this guardian, this glory, and this transcendent status will be divided into eight.

The seven martial arts holy places all worship Yue Buqun as the ancestor.

And the ancestor of Huashan... It's embarrassing, it's not Yue Buqun.

Now there are still a few Hao Datong, floating on the rivers and lakes!

The disciples of Huashan are now hesitating whether to invite this ancestor master back to the mountain.

The main reason is that Yue Buqun didn't speak, and no one dared to act indiscriminately.

Seven holy places worship Yue Buqun as the ancestor.

If there is a conflict with the Huashan faction, as the ancestor master, Yue Buqun only needs to be impartial, so that people can relax and be more flexible.

What everybody has, in a sense, is what everybody doesn't have.

Just like in the torrent, all the Tao and Dharma originate from the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Therefore, no matter which sect or faction, they will not move Hongjun out to talk about things.

The appearance of seven new martial arts holy lands also means that Yue Buqun is making a certain cut with the Huashan faction.

The new martial arts holy land plus the Huashan faction is a total of eight.

In the future, some tributaries and branches can be extended, and Yue Buqun can be respected as the ancestor from afar.

It can be regarded as further erasing Yue Buqun's interference with the order of the world, and the influence on people's creativity and ability to change.

People who had long-term thinking and thought of some of these tricks began to wander the world, looking for the existence of the seven martial arts holy lands according to the tips given by Yue Buqun.

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The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of clouds.

Many disciples and disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect are searching for many snowy desperate situations.

They are already accustomed to life in the ice and snow, and the martial arts and moves they are good at are also more suitable for performing in the snow environment.

Therefore, when Yue Buqun's voice spread all over the world, the Snow Mountain Sect directly gave up looking for the other six holy places and specialized in the 'Snow Mountain Wonderland'.

Not only the Tianshan Mountains, but also the Bashu and the Tibetan land, as long as there are large snow-capped mountains, the Tianshan faction has arranged for disciples to search for them, so as to contact each other with domesticated snow-capped harrier eagles.

It's just temporary, and there are no clues.

In the distance, I saw a group of women, riding fast horses and stepping on snow and frost.

"It's the girls from the Vulture Palace!" Feng Wanli, a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect, looked at the figures coming from a distance, and whispered to the surrounding fellow disciples.

"Senior brother! Do we want to... Hua Wanzi stepped forward and glanced at Feng Wanli.

Now they have discovered the disciples of the Vulture Palace, but the disciples of the Vulture Palace may not have discovered them.

Set up an ambush in advance, and you may be able to catch the other party off guard.

Feng Wanli shook his head.

Last month, Bai Zizai, the head of the Snow Mountain Sect, fought with the Eagle Palace Tong Grandma, and was slapped by the other party and was injured a lot.

If it weren't for the lady of the head who came to support her disciple Shi Yidao, I was afraid that Bai Zizai would have died in the hands of Tianshan Tong's grandmother.

In this case, it is actually not appropriate for the Snow Mountain Sect to clash with the Vulture Palace again.

And on top of the galloping horses, the disciples of the Vulture Palace had actually discovered the Snow Mountain Sect.

But they have received a warning from Grandma Tong that they dare not be as arrogant as before.

Bai Zizi and Wu Xingyun, in their respective worlds, are both top masters.

But in the current world, it is very likely that an ordinary teenager can knock them over.

They don't have the capital to be arrogant at all.

The seven martial arts holy lands are like them, the hope of the guys who have fallen from the top to the mortal dust, and rise again.

Two teams of people and horses, on the vast snowfield, staggered.

After looking at each other a few times, they snorted coldly at the same time, but no conflict broke out.

Tibet, with its rolling glaciers, freezes everything as far as the eye can see.

An old woman with a man and a woman is climbing the cliff of a snowy mountain.

The man looked honest and honest, looking a little stupid.

The woman was born delicate and pretty, wearing a small aqua blue jacket, which looked particularly pretty, like a snow lotus on the top.

"Mother-in-law! We've been looking for so many days, can we really find a snowy wonderland? The woman asked the old woman.

The old woman just tied the rope and did not speak, obviously already having some difficulty, but she did not show it.

However, the man who seemed to be wooden temporarily let go of the hand holding the woman, stepped forward and put his palm on the palm of the old woman, and crossed a strong internal force.

The old woman, who was originally not good at speaking, coughed dryly and said, "Since the immortal said that there is, then there must be one." ”

"Ah Xiu! I'm not for your grandfather's old immortality, but for you, for your father, and for Shi Yidao, a stupid boy. ”

"Now that we have reached such a world, if you don't have the power to protect yourself, how can you survive?"

As she spoke, after taking two breaths, the old woman looked around, but saw that the glaciers were intertwined, like a silver dragon, and it was a strange scene.

One by one, the snowflakes fall lightly, like confetti and crystal dust, falling on the glacier, gradually crystallizing and freezing, and finally transforming into ice.

The entire ice layer turned into a light blue transparent body, and the end was indescribably beautiful.

Suddenly, Ah Xiu's feet did not stand firmly, and a sudden cold wind blew from the top of the mountain, and she was about to fall under the cliff.

looked at the stupid boy, but his skills were not slow, he stepped forward with an arrow step, grabbed Ah Xiu with one hand, but only held one of her sleeves.

There was a snort, the sleeves of his shirt broke, and the man still fell towards the cliff.

"Hold on to the rope!" The old woman immediately reminded.

The silly boy grabbed the rope and pulled it, and Ah Xiu was hung in the air with a pale face, swaying back and forth in the wind.

"It's dangerous!" The silly boy said.

But I saw that the old woman's face suddenly changed greatly, and she looked up.

I saw the snow rolling, like a waterfall, like a flowing cloud, like a tsunami, like a crack in the sky.

"Avalanche!"

"Quick! Find a col and hide. The old woman shouted.

The stupid boy kicked his feet, first pulled Ah Xiu up again, held him in his arms, and then stepped forward and grabbed the old woman.

With a wave of his hand, he tore through the rope and bent over his waist, snapping into a crevice under a cliff under the ice.

Moments later, rolling snow whistled down, burying the place where the three of them had been.

(End of chapter)