Chapter 206: Teaching the Antarctic Immortal a lesson

Leaving Three Immortals Island, Gu Xiu arrived at Golden Turtle Island and soon came before the cave dwelling of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit wore a Golden Cloud Crown, with tassels and pearls hanging from it, emitting a brilliant light. She was dressed in a golden robe embroidered with auspicious patterns, flowing with light and color, and walked out of the cave dwelling.

"Junior Nephew, is there something wrong with you coming to find me?"

Gu Xiu cupped his hands: "Aunt, I do have something today. I don't know if you still remember Senior Brother Wen Zhong?"

"Naturally I remember. He is a disciple I accepted in my early years, but a long time ago, he entered the world and seems to be the Grand Preceptor in Yin-Shang. Why does Junior Nephew suddenly ask about this?" The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit's beautiful eyes were full of doubt, not knowing why Gu Xiu suddenly mentioned Wen Zhong.

Gu Xiu explained: "It's like this. Senior Brother Wen Zhong recently won a battle in the North Sea and is returning in triumph, but it seems he destroyed the Chan Sect's good deeds, and they are sending the Antarctic Immortal to deal with Wen Zhong. I'm afraid Senior Brother Wen Zhong will encounter danger, so I came to inform you, Aunt."

"How does Junior Nephew know about this?"

Gu Xiu said half-truthfully: "I saw monsters causing trouble when I passed through the North Sea before, so I took action to help Senior Brother Wen Zhong and happened to learn about this."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit's beautiful eyes frowned slightly: "The Antarctic Immortal has seniority in the Chan Sect and is the first disciple of the Jade Void Palace, equivalent to the status of Senior Brother Duobao. Although he is not one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, all the Twelve Golden Immortals have to call him Senior Brother. He is actually going to deal with a third-generation disciple? Junior Nephew, are you sure what you said is true?"

Gu Xiu said very sincerely: "What I said is true. I came to find you, Aunt, because I was worried about the safety of Senior Brother Wen Zhong. If you don't believe me, Aunt, I can make a Heavenly Dao oath."

"No need. I will go to the North Sea with you to see. If the Antarctic Immortal, the first disciple of the Chan Sect, really takes action against Wen Zhong, I naturally won't stand by and watch."

Seeing the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit agree to go and see, Gu Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

If the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit didn't go, he really wasn't sure about destroying the Antarctic Immortal's plan.

North Sea.

Having suppressed the rebellion of the seventy-two feudal lords led by Yuan Futong, Wen Zhong spent some time arranging for trusted people to manage the North Sea and then reorganized the three armies to return.

Riding on the Black Qilin, banners fluttered behind him, and the army's morale was high.

This expedition was a great victory, and the joy of returning in triumph was overflowing on the faces of every soldier.

There was nothing wrong along the way, but when passing through a mountain road, he found that the fog in the mountains was relatively heavy.

But the weather in the mountains was changeable, so Wen Zhong didn't take it to heart.

But after walking for two days, he still couldn't get out of the mountains, which made Wen Zhong suspicious.

"Strange, I remember that this mountain road didn't take so long when I came?"

Although suspicious, Wen Zhong continued to walk in front, but still couldn't get out.

Sensing something was wrong, Wen Zhong stopped, raised his hand, and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, be careful, I'm afraid there is a change!"

Following this, he frowned, held the male and female whips tightly in his hands, and rode the Black Qilin forward.

"I am Wen Zhong, the Grand Preceptor of Yin-Shang. What kind of petty person dares to block my army's return?"

The Heavenly Eye between his brows opened instantly, shining forward. The winding mountain road that was originally clear in front of him disappeared, replaced by a stone forest path.

At the same time.

Above the clouds, the Antarctic Immortal's eyebrows were curved, his brow slightly drooping, carrying endless kindness and goodness.

Watching Wen Zhong already lost his way in the mountains.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, he smiled, and stroked his beard lightly.

"It seems Wen Zhong has fallen into the maze just as planned."

"He thinks he has found a way out, but it is actually the second maze. When he tries his best to get out of the mountains, he will fall into an illusion. At that time, guiding him south to the East Sea will be enough to drag it out for a year or a half. The task assigned by the teacher can be considered successfully completed."

In the distance, Gu Xiu and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit were hidden in layers of clouds, watching the scene before them.

Gu Xiu smiled: "Aunt, I wasn't wrong, right? The Antarctic Immortal is indeed dealing with Senior Brother Wen Zhong."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit frowned slightly, not expecting the Antarctic Immortal to really take action against a third-generation disciple.

"Antarctic Immortal!"

Just when the Antarctic Immortal was full of joy, thinking his scheme had succeeded.

Suddenly, he heard someone calling him.

Turning his head to look, he saw that the person who came was the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit. He was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowing into crescent shapes.

"Antarctic pays respects to Fellow Daoist Golden Spirit. I don't know why you are here?"

Seeing the other party's attitude was so kind, if he hadn't just seen the Antarctic Immortal take action to scheme against Wen Zhong, it would be hard to believe that someone who looked so kind on the surface would actually take action against a junior.

"Antarctic Immortal, you, an old senior, are bullying the small here, yet you ask me why I am here?"

Hearing these words from the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the smile on the Antarctic Immortal's face stalled slightly, but soon returned to that kind-faced appearance.

"Fellow Daoist Golden Spirit, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding. I am just passing by by chance. Where is the bullying of the small?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit snorted coldly, "Passing by by chance? That's really a coincidence. I happened to see you take action against Wen Zhong. You, the dignified Antarctic Immortal, take action against a junior but dare not admit it. Are all the people of your Chan Sect as despicable as you?"

The Antarctic Immortal laughed: "Fellow Daoist Golden Spirit, seeing is not necessarily believing. The matter just now was purely a misunderstanding."

"A misunderstanding? I saw it with my own eyes, how can I allow you to deny it! Wen Zhong is my disciple, yet you, a senior, take action against him. Since I have encountered it, how can I stand by and watch? Today, let's see how much ability you, Antarctic Immortal, have."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit exuded a surging mana fluctuation, sweeping around like a stormy sea, making the wind and clouds between heaven and earth change color.

Her beautiful and dignified face revealed a kind of majesty and confidence, making people unable to help but be captivated.

She stretched out her slender jade hand, and a Flying Gold Sword flashing with dazzling light instantly appeared in her hand.

This flying sword was golden all over, as brilliant and dazzling as the sun.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit turned her wrist, and the flying sword whistled out like a golden lightning bolt cutting through the sky, galloping toward the Antarctic Immortal at an astonishing speed.

Seeing this, the Antarctic Immortal was shocked, but he also reacted quickly and cast a spell to resist.

But the Antarctic Immortal only had the cultivation of the peak of Da Luo Golden Immortal, and his cultivation direction was biased toward support. Facing the attack of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, he appeared somewhat powerless.

In just a few moves, the Antarctic Immortal was forced to retreat repeatedly by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, in a sorry state.

This was still with the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit holding back.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit scolded.

"Antarctic Immortal, if you only have this much ability, I advise you to roll back to Mount Kunlun and don't have designs on my disciple. But today, I must teach you a lesson."

As she spoke, the Flying Gold Sword seemed to be blessed, its light became even brighter, and its power became increasingly astonishing, like an unstoppable torrent, tearing through space wherever it passed.

The Antarctic Immortal was exhausted in dealing with it, his cloth clothes were broken, and fine wounds appeared on his body. He was disheveled and extremely sorry.

"Puff!" As the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit strengthened her offensive, the Antarctic Immortal finally couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood, his footsteps staggered, and blood sprinkled the sky.

"For the sake of Second Senior Uncle, today is just a small punishment. Why don't you roll away!" The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said coldly.

Seeing this, the Antarctic Immortal, even though he was unwilling, had no choice but to leave.

Gu Xiu had been hiding in the back, very satisfied with the scene just now. If he could call for backup every time, he wouldn't have to take action himself.

Seeing that the system mission was not yet complete, he had no choice but to drive the auspicious clouds forward.

"Aunt, Senior Brother Wen Zhong has fallen into the Antarctic Immortal's maze and illusion array. We must help him break it."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit nodded: "I have that intention."

When it comes to formations, the Jie Sect is more proficient. The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit quickly broke the maze and illusion array set up by the Antarctic Immortal.

The system finally had some movement.

"Ding!"

"Mission complete, congratulations to the Host for obtaining a sapling of the Innate Ren Water Flat Peach Tree!"

With the reward in hand, Gu Xiu was very happy.

On the ground.

Wen Zhong was walking forward with the army according to the path they came out of.

Suddenly, the fog in the mountains dissipated, and he discovered that he and the army were not on the road back to Zhaoge.

His face was full of doubt.

At this time, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and Gu Xiu landed in front.

Wen Zhong was stunned, rode the Black Qilin forward.

"Are you Master and Junior Brother?"

"Why, after so many years, you don't even recognize your own Master?" The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit's willow eyebrows raised slightly, questioning.

Wen Zhong hurriedly got off the Black Qilin and knelt down to pay respects, "Disciple pays respects to Master. Master, why are you here?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said slowly: "It was Junior Nephew who heard that the Antarctic Immortal wanted to trap you and didn't want you to return to Zhaoge, so he asked me to come and save you."

Hearing this, Wen Zhong looked at Gu Xiu with gratitude.

After he entered the world to become the Grand Preceptor in Yin-Shang, he cut off contact with the Jie Sect. He didn't expect his fellow Junior Brother to have no complaints and to help him so wholeheartedly.

"Thank you, Junior Brother. If it weren't for you and Master arriving, I might still be wandering in the illusion with the army, drifting further and further away from Zhaoge."

With the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit in front, Gu Xiu didn't dare to talk nonsense, smiled.

"Senior Brother, you are too polite. Aunt and I won't disturb you."

Saying this, he and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit turned into two streaks of light and disappeared into the horizon. ===== CHAPTER 207 =====