Seeing Yan Liangxue's appearance and sighing, Qingyun couldn't help but smile, patted Yan Liang's head and said, "You are a big-small child, why are you learning from me as an old man all day long? Get out and play with your friends!"

"Okay!" As soon as he heard that he could go out to play, Yan Liang, who was still a little old man, immediately stepped forward with his bare feet and ran to a stone door standing alone on the grass not far away. When he ran, he did not forget to wave the green cow not far away with his folding fan. The leisurely green cow turned into a green light and flew out of Yan Liang's fan.

When you open the stone gate, the outside immediately becomes another scenery. The Creation Peak has nine floors, and this is the eighth floor. Its height is only half a floor lower than the peaks of the other six peaks. Standing here, you can overlook the entire sect almost 90% of the place.

The entire eighth floor is just a few caves, and now there are only people living in it.

Looking at the surrounding mountains, rocks, trees, flowers, birds, grass and insects, it gives people a quiet but not quiet feeling. The spirit grass that is hard to come by outside is mixed with ordinary weeds. Although there are not many, there are not many. It is A Niu's favorite. A few gentle spirit beasts and birds are taking a leisurely walk here, but by watching quietly, you can feel the different beauty.

Now Yan Liang’s biggest wish is to use his own strength to own his own cave on this eighth floor in the future, and then take his parents and sister to live here, instead of relying on his master and living in his master’s cave like now.

He took a deep breath of the mountain forest air with extremely rich spiritual energy. Yan Liang opened the folding fan with his left hand, faced upwards, and reached into the fan with his right hand and took out a sound transmission note. As soon as he took out the sound transmission note, he heard an equally tender voice coming out: "Yan Liang, have you come out? Liushi and I have already reached the lower reaches of Yunhe. If you come out, come over quickly! I have your cuckoo feathers here. It can sense the specific location of its feathers and let it lead you. Come here quickly!"

"Now, right now!"

After Yan Liang replied, he threw the notes into the folding fan. Then he shook his wrist and a red-billed cuckoo flew out of the folding fan. He chirped a few times, flew around Yan Liang twice and finally landed on Yan Liang's shoulder obediently.

Then, Yan Liang flipped the folding fan again, and his wrist trembled slightly. The entire body was white, and there was only one lonely grass in the middle and the back of the fan suddenly became richer. One vivid image appeared on it, including golden snails, fairy-like cranes, and evil dragons with three heads, as if they could not see the end of the bamboo forest, etc.

Then Yan Liang gently waved the fan in front of him, and a fairy-like crane flew out of the folding fan and landed quietly in front of Yan Liang.

Yan Liang immediately turned over and rode on the crane, holding the crane's long neck and said, "He'er, go to the lower reaches of Yunhe!"

With a long cry of cranes sounded, Yan Liang rode a crane from the eighth floor of the Creation Peak and flew down the clouds above the Yunhe River.

Yunhe is an alias of the Creation River. Because it hides in clouds and mist for many years, it is often called Yunhe by disciples of Qiankun Caihua Sect. Yunhe is like a ribbon wrapped around the seven peaks of the sect. Due to formations, there is no special situation, no direct flight between the peaks of the sect can be achieved. You can only take a crossing boat on the Yunhe River or drive magic weapons over the Yunhe River and walk along the flow, so that you can travel between the peaks.

Therefore, countless disciples of sects come and go in or above the Yunhe River every day.

Among the sects, the Supreme Elder lives on the eighth floor; the Great Elder lives on the seventh floor; the masters of each peak and ordinary elders live on the sixth floor; the masters of each hall live on the fiveth floor; the core disciples live on the fourth floor; the disciples of the inner sect live on the threeth floor; the disciples of the outer sect live on the second floor, and the deacons of the outer sect and the ordinary people directly under the Creation Sect live on the first floor.

Therefore, the lower the level of the disciple's cultivation, the more people they have.

Countless disciples of sects either drove a magic boat on the Yunhe River, rode a spirit beast, or flew with swords, constantly moving back and forth, but in an orderly manner, as if they were in a fairyland on earth.

Yan Liang held the crane with his hands, rode the crane's neck with his legs, and his two bare feet were swaying in the air. He was so uncomfortable that the red-mouthed cuckoo on his shoulders cried twice from time to time to report to Yan Liang's distance from Jian Xiu.

"Hello uncle!"

"Where is the uncle of the junior teacher going?"

"Is this going fishing for uncle of the junior teacher?"

"Hey!"

"Go fishing!"

The disciples in the sect that they met under the sixth level began to change, and more and more disciples greeted Yan Liang, but the cranes flew very quickly! The elders and disciples who met Yan Liang along the way all greeted Yan Liang when they saw him, but most of the ones they could hear were Yan Liang, who had already gone away, and they were answering loudly.

When reaching the lower reaches of Yunhe River, the red-billed cuckoo on Yan Liang's shoulders consciously left Yan Liang's shoulders and flew forward to lead the way. Although Yunhe only had two directions upward or downward, the width of the Kong River was dozens of miles away. If there was no red-billed cuckoo leading the way, it would be hard to know how long it would take to rely on Yan Liang to find it himself.

Soon, Yan Liang found Jian Xiu and Liu Shi under the leadership of the red-billed cuckoo.

"Jianxiu, Liushi, have you two caught that little turtle?"

"Yan Liang, why are you here now? Come down quickly, we have been fishing for the little turtle for a long time, but we can't catch it." At this time, a black stone that could just accommodate three or four people was standing steadily in the empty river. On it were two little boys about the same age as Yan Liang sat.

If others saw this reef, they would definitely think that the stone belonged to Konghe, but Yan Liang knew that it was Liushi that had been there since childhood.

Liushi said that when his master, a great elder of Sancai Peak, picked up Six Stones in a valley while traveling outside, there was a formation composed of six stone magic weapons next to Liushi, guarding him. Because Liushi had no evidence of his identity and name, the great elder named him the six stones around him, called Liushi.

Later, the great elder accepted the six stones as a closed disciple, and the six stones were re-sacrificed by the great elder with many treasures of heaven and earth, so now it has become even more magical.

"Why haven't you caught it yet? Is the bait you prepared today not good?" When Baihe was still more than ten meters away from the stone below, Yan Liang jumped down and then landed lightly beside the two friends below who were about the same age as him.

When Yan Liang landed on the black stone below, the folding fan in his hand spread out, and the crane above turned into a white light, directly sank into the back of Yan Liang's folding fan, turning into a vivid crane pattern, and then slowly disappeared.

The red-billed cuckoo flew down and fell directly to the other side of the folding fan, and Yan Liang directly inserted his hand into the front of the fan. A small fishing rod that was not much longer than Yan Liang was taken out of the fan. Then the fan in Yan Liang's hand flashed and disappeared without a trace.

"Liushi, you can make this stone bigger! I'll release Aniu too!" Yan Liang took out the fishing rod and sat next to his two friends, packed up the bait, and prepared to join the fishing team of the two friends.

"Okay!" A boy next to Yan Liang was wearing a blue shirt, looking smaller than Yan Liang, with a handsome face, as if he was like a little boy with a porcelain doll answered crisply.

I saw Liushi, who was sitting cross-legged, catching the fishing rod, and gently knocked the black stone under his butt twice. The stone that could only accommodate four or five people immediately became larger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yan Liang swung his left hand back, and a green light fell behind him. A green bull, who was dozing off with his eyes squinting, instantly appeared behind the three of them.

Qingniu, who was dozing off, suddenly became energetic after finding that his surroundings changed. He was about to get up and scream twice, but was interrupted by a sound.

"Aniu, don't move, don't scream, you will scare away the cunning little turtle!" At this time, another little boy who was concentrating on looking at the water surface immediately said in a low voice.

Jian Xiu was wearing white clothes and sitting straight there, looking motionlessly at the surface of Konghe. His little face looked very serious.

Although Jian Xiu is about the same age as Yan Liang and Liu Shi, he looks much more mature. He is wearing white clothes, sitting upright with his sword eyebrows and starry eyes. Although he is still young, his heroic spirit is undoubtedly revealed in this villain.

After hearing Jian Xiu's words, the Qingniu, who was about to stand up, immediately lay down obediently and mooed softly, as if saying, "I understand."

Then a green light flashed in front of Qingniu. Two elixirs given by Yan Liang were thrown to the ground by A Niu from his storage magic weapon. Then A Niu rolled up two elixirs in his mouth, chewing the elixir leisurely, and slowly waiting for Yan Liang and the other two to fight wits and courage with a new little turtle in Yunhe.
Chapter completed!