Chapter 470: Freedom Realm, Noisy
The other one had a wooden head, wooden fingers, and a branch hanging down to form a pointed bun with a white flower in it.
The stone figure smiled and said, "This destined person, please come into the city and have a chat."
The Great Immortal Jin Ting looked at these two strange people. They were completely different from the sea of bones around them and the city of bones in front of them. They were simple and peaceful.
He realized that he was no longer in the underworld.
The Immortal Jin Ting asked, "Where is this place, and who are you?"
The stone man said, "This is the realm of freedom. I am Taoist Stubborn Stone, and this is Taoist Rotten Wood."
Taoist Xiumu shook his head, and the white flowers blooming on his head swayed slowly. He said, "Those who are destined to meet you, please follow us."
The Immortal Jin Ting slowly followed them, the divine fire lamp in his hand seemingly transformed back into an ordinary light, devoid of any magical power. A golden pendant dangled from his finger, swaying slowly as he walked, foreshadowing the absence of the Juliu tribe's ghost king in this land.
The Immortal Jin Ting asked, "Why do you two fellow Taoists call me a destined person?"
The stubborn Taoist laughed and said, "I don't know what a destined person is. I only know that those who can enter are destined people, and those who can't enter are not."
It's the same as not saying anything.
Taoist Xiumu turned his head and laughed: "One of us has a head of stone and the other has a head of wood. Do you expect us to understand what it means to be destined to be together?"
The Immortal Jin Ting asked, "Are you two just waiting here for someone destined to meet you?"
Taoist Xiumu nodded vigorously, the leaves above his head rustling as he said, "Originally, this was just a dirt pit."
Taoist Xiumu stretched out his wooden arms and drew vigorously around to express the vastness of "here".
Jin Ting Daxian naturally thought, "Are you referring to this White Bone City?"
Taoist Wanshi shook his head and said, "It's the Sea of Bones."
Taoist Xiumu nodded, and the little white flower fluttered up and down. Immortal Jinting was a little worried that he would shake off the petals.
The two Taoists brought the Immortal Jin Ting into the City of Bones. This towering city was full of demons and evil, paved with bones. It was majestic and towering, which made people feel frightened but also admired.
There was no one in the White Bone City. The two Taoists led him straight in without any hesitation and broke into the empty and unguarded White Bone Demon Palace.
This Demon Palace is extremely tall and is not suitable for people of Jin Ting Daxian's size to live in.
Deep in the White Bone Demon Palace, in a deep well, two Taoists jumped in with the Immortal Jin Ting.
There was a round well, with no light at the bottom, only darkness.
There is only a stone, a rotten wood, and a sleeping skull.
The spirit of the Immortal Jin Ting was instantly attracted by the skull. The skull had a round back, empty eye sockets, scattered teeth, a yellowish color from natural weathering, and even some cracks.
But this skull is alive.
In his sleep, his breathing rose and fell like the tide.
This kind of breathing is silent, so it cannot be heard by the ears, but it will alarm the spirit.
It seemed that Jin Ting Daxian did not just see a sleeping skull, but rather an elderly man taking a leisurely nap, enjoying the tranquility of death.
Knock knock knock!
The Taoist priests Stubborn Stone and Rotten Wood squatted on the skull, one on the left and one on the back, gently tapping the skull with their stone knuckles and wooden knuckles, making a hollow sound.
"Wake up, wake up quickly. Your destined person is here, why are you still sleeping?"
Taoist Wanshi lifted the skull and looked into the eye socket. Taoist Xiumu gently called out to the skull's ear, "Nan Wang, old Nan Wang, please wake up."
Taoist Wanshi shook the skull up and down, as if there was something hidden inside.
After shaking for a while, the skull actually started talking.
"Stop shaking. I feel dizzy."
The skull was held in the arms of Taoist Wanshi, and turned to face the Immortal Jinting. A little white light seemed to appear in the empty eye sockets, making it look like a pair of clear eyes.
"My dear, why are you here wearing a mask?"
The Great Immortal Jin Ting was stunned for a moment, then reached out and covered his face, gently peeling it off. The majestic demonic energy was drawn out through the seven orifices of the Great Immortal Jin Ting, and finally turned into a jade mask that was peeled off by him.
The white hair turned black, the golden pupils turned green, and the Jin Ting Daxian also became Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Senior."
The skull said, "So this is your true self. It's much better looking than the mask."
The Immortal Jin Ting laughed and said, "I wonder why you invited me into your dream?"
The skull said, "Originally this was just a cave in the mountains, where I will rest forever."
"But a long time ago, a second corpse rolled down this mountain. It wasn't a big deal at first, as everyone slept separately, not disturbing each other. Later, he turned into bones, but he refused to sleep and insisted on tossing and turning. Clearly, he was no longer burdened by his physical form, sleeping peacefully, one with the world, yet he tossed and turned the old corpse, stole the spiritual energy from my corpse, and transformed himself..."
The skull looked at the Taoist priest, who laughed at him and said, "I have a wooden head, and you still ask me this."
But he still answered, saying: "He cultivated himself into the White Bone Demon God and called himself the Great Freedom White Bone God."
The skull said, "That's right, the Bone Demon God took my natural dream as his name and called himself the Great Freedom. Alas, he is truly free, yet he seeks to be uncomfortable, and yet he calls himself the Great Freedom. I really can't understand it."
"Great freedom..." The skull forgot the last few words and mumbled, "He occupied my mountain nest, built a city of bones, and attracted all kinds of corpses, turning it into a sea of bones."
"Every one of them is a person who refuses to rest. They spend the whole day blaming the heavens and the earth, blaming others and themselves. They make such a commotion that I can hardly find any peace or tranquility and can't even sleep well."
"So I waited for someone with a destiny to help me, and I found you."
Gong Mengbi was deeply moved after hearing the story, but he firmly refused, saying, "My cultivation is low. I am afraid I am no match for the Bone Demon God who built the White Bone Demon City and created the White Bone Sea in the ghost fog and even called himself the God Lord. Even if I want to, I am powerless."
The skull showed a distressed look and said, "Yes, you are also in the form, and he is also in the form, so you can't beat him."
The skull was thinking, and the Taoist Stone was scratching his head for him.
Taoist Xiumu clapped his hands, and the skull laughed and said, "He is burdened by his form. As long as I help you escape from your form, he will naturally be unable to deal with you."
Gong Mengbi suddenly became interested and asked, "What does it mean to escape from a form of suffering?"
The skull said, "People like you are bound by their physical form. People like me are freeing themselves from their physical form."
The stubborn stone Taoist scratched his skull, and the skull said, "I can't explain it to you, but you'll understand if you feel it."
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