Chapter 201 Do you want to ride a horse?

Raising such a lovely sword spirit is simply the best thing they have ever done in their life. He Cen is almost wholeheartedly kind to them. Bei Qi, the master of illusion who is highly dependent on spiritual consciousness, still likes He Cen's sea of ​​consciousness very much.

"My dear, how about practicing with me tonight?"

He Cen nodded gently, "Sure, you can come to me for treatment anytime you want."

Before he could finish, Jun Chao and Wen Qing interrupted him at the same time, "No!"

Wen Qing said coldly, "Hehe, you are not allowed to get used to him."

Jun Chao was also unhappy, "Bei Qi, don't push your luck."

Master Fox glared at them fiercely and pulled He Cen over, "Ignore them, they are just jealous of me. They clearly want to see you, but they can't open their mouths so they won't let others sit at the table to eat. Don't listen, baby."

These three people would start quarreling over the slightest word. He Cen looked at those who were arguing over there and thought to himself, what was there to argue about? He couldn't understand the train of thought of his masters. Anyway, most of the time, it was the masters who were cultivating while he was lying there snoring. It had happened before, so why were they quarreling again?

After a few words of persuasion, Bei Qi and Jun Chao started fighting even more fiercely, and Wen Qing was not happy about it either.

The little sword spirit has been helping him find loopholes in his memory recently. What are these two doing here? They even want to take away his beloved apprentice. They are simply crazy.

He Cen was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He wouldn't run away and would stay with them all day. He really didn't know why they were fighting over things.

However, he still cared about the green pendant. After discussing it with Wen Qing, he decided to go back to his hometown to take a look, just in case he could remember something about it by revisiting the old place.

Thousands of years have passed and everything has changed. Dynasties have changed frequently and the grassland tribes have been renovated. The scenery of a thousand years ago is no longer the same. He Cen feels that there may be no progress if he goes back, so he might as well give it a try first.

This time, there were only the two of them going back, mainly because Wen Qing's hometown was quite special and it was also a past that he didn't want to mention. Bei Qi and Jun Chao were very gentlemanly at this time, and they didn't ask anyone and were not curious.

I just asked him to take good care of He Cen on the way.

Bei Qi was so rude that he couldn't say anything nice. "It doesn't matter if you get lost, but you can't lose our precious He He. Take good care of him, okay?"

Wen Qing had no patience for him, "Don't bother nagging me. I love him more than you do."

After saying that, he took Hecen and drew a teleportation array that could shrink the ground a thousand miles and went straight over.

This kind of magic array usually consumes a lot of spiritual energy, but for a few cultivators in the middle stage of the physical body, they can just charge in with their eyes closed and be done with it.

It saves time and effort, and no one has to waste time on the journey, which is very convenient. He Cen followed Wen Qing very well. Because the distance was too far, the teleportation array took more than a minute to get across.

During the one minute in the spiritual channel, He Cen was quite curious. The world of cultivation is great. You can experience all kinds of new and magical techniques. Your words will come true and your heart will move as you wish. This kind of life is really wonderful.

Wen Qing also asked him, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? The spiritual power squeezed in the Earth Shrinking Formation will be very uncomfortable, and low-level cultivators may not be able to adapt."

He Cen waved his hands, "I'm fine, nothing happened."

As they were talking, the two of them had already landed over the northern grassland.

There are actually some differences between the world of cultivation and the land where mortals live. The terrain of the land with abundant spiritual energy is mostly higher than that of ordinary land, so most sects are built on fairy mountains.

Moreover, once you set foot on the path of cultivation, you must cut off all ties with the mundane world. Those big sects will hide their territories, shrouding them in mist and clouds so that ordinary mortals cannot find them.

He Cen felt quite curious about coming to the mortal world all of a sudden, because there was no such thing as cultivation in Wen Qing's hometown. It belonged to the mortal world that could not be covered by the second-level cultivation countries and below.

It's very ordinary and the spiritual energy is very thin.

It has been many years since I came back. Wen Qing stood still and watched for a long time before he calmed down. He Cen pulled his hand and said, "Master, has the change been big?"

Wen Qing nodded. "It's very big. It doesn't look like what I remember."

“The grassland is still grassland, but the smell and the feeling it gives people are no longer the same.”

The tribes on the grassland are constantly migrating, and it is impossible for them to take root in one place. I haven't been back for such a long time, and I guess I won't gain anything from this trip.

Just think of it as bringing your little apprentice here to see the scenery, walk around and have some fun.

He Cen was also quite open-minded and comforted Wen Qing, "It's okay, Master. We will find it eventually."

Wen Qing smiled and squeezed his hand, "It's okay, I don't take it to heart. Now that you're here, I'll take you around."

"Want to ride a horse?"

The little sword spirit nodded quickly. If you don't ride a horse on the grassland, wouldn't it be a waste of time? Wen Qing was obviously very familiar with the life here. After finding a horse team, he bought two strong horses and equipped them with saddles, stirrups and other equipment.

He Cen actually had never ridden a horse seriously. After coming to the world of cultivation, he could fly with a sword. His masters took good care of him. He had fairy boats and horse-drawn carriages for travel, and all kinds of means of transportation would never tire him.

This was probably the first time that I rode a horse without using my spiritual power and enjoyed the freedom.

Wen Qing saw that he didn't know how to ride a horse, so he carried him on the horse and took him for two laps. "Don't be nervous. You have spiritual power to protect you. Riding a horse won't be too difficult. You just need to master the skills."

"This horse is very gentle and won't throw you off."

He Cen nodded and carefully learned some horse-control techniques.

He was a cultivator, so it was indeed easier for him to get along with than an ordinary person. Plus, the sword spirit was likable and all living beings respected him. The horse liked him very much and showed no signs of causing trouble.

After He Cen jogged a few laps, he felt that he had mastered it. He waved to Wen Qing, "Master, let's go. I feel I can do it now."

Wen Qing smiled and climbed onto the horse himself. His posture was much more graceful and elegant than He Cen's.

The grassland was vast, and the two of them could only search along the way based on their limited memories.

The river course here has changed a lot over the past thousand years, and the mother river that originally nurtured their tribe can no longer be found. Wen Qing asked the nomadic families living nearby, and then he and He Cen slowly went looking for it.

It was probably rare for the mortal world to see such a noble immortal master descend. After seeing Wen Qing and He Cen, the nomadic people thought they were gods who had descended from heaven and bowed to them again and again.

The climate has been bad in recent years, and life for the ethnic groups on the grassland has been difficult. The advanced cultivation countries will continue to oppress the working people at the bottom, so ordinary people in some places are still in great hardship.

He Cen looked at them for a few seconds and chatted with Wen Qing in a gentle voice, "Master, the climate here seems unusual. How many years has the mortal world been suffering from a severe drought?"