Chapter 105 We Are About to Set Off, but the Mistress Is Coming? (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket! Please Subscribe)

The gods were overjoyed, as if they saw a new holy meal coming.

At this time, Shiva smiled.

"Parvati, you should go to Vaikuntha and make it together. I want to eat your holy meal in the future."

Shiva looked at Parvati and said slowly.

"Okay, husband."

Parvati smiled, blinked her beautiful eyes, and quickly came to the side of Goddess Lakshmi. The two goddesses smiled at each other, and there was no trace of the quarrel and conflict in Vaikuntha.

Seeing this scene, Indra opened his mouth slightly.

All the above have spoken, and they can only do it. This duel with the horse-headed Asura is indispensable.

In this case...

Indra folded his hands in front of his chest, and his mind moved.

The horse-headed Asura is powerful, and there are Motu and Gadaba beside him. He is not friendly, and there is definitely not much advantage in breaking into the heaven.

But you can outsmart him!

Play with him!

"Since [Hayakāripa] has won the heaven from you, and taken away your honor and power."

"Then we will win it back openly!"

Indra walked out slowly and came to the gods.

"Vayu!"

"You go and challenge [Hayakāripa]. Three hundred years later, we will decide the winner by gambling again!"

"In the starry sky where the heaven and the human world meet!"

Indra said.

Vayu, the wind god, condensed his eyes, spread his hands helplessly, and stepped forward and said: "But we don't have any bets!"

"Who said no!"

Indra smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed, saying: "We still have a divine horse that no Asura can catch up with!"

...

Above the heaven.

Vayu, the wind god, strode and swaggered into the temple.

He raised his head, his eyes were stern, and he pointed at the horse-headed Asura sitting on the throne.

"Hayakalipa!"

"King of Asuras!"

"I am here to declare war on behalf of the great Indra, the son of the mighty, the lord of the heavens, the holder of the vajra, the drinker of Soma, the head of the Aditya, the killer of the golden eyes, the remover of the golden bed, the one who gives a wake-up call, the wise man of the Veda!"

The voice of the wind god Vayu was sonorous and powerful.

A long list of titles, spoken very smoothly and fluently.

The horse-headed Asura shook his head violently, his blue mane flying, slapped his thigh with one hand, leaned over suddenly, and looked at the wind god Vayu with cold eyes.

He couldn't help but sneered.

"Now you dare to run out and swagger in front of me to declare war. Have you forgotten how you fled from my palace that year?"

"Did Indra give you the courage!"

The horse-headed Asura sneered.

The wind god Vayu held his head high, raised his hand, opened his five fingers, and suddenly clenched into a fist.

"You won everything from us, now we want to win it back!"

"Three hundred years later, above the starry sky!"

"The Emperor of Heaven will play another bet with you!"

The wind god Vayu said.

Hahahaha!

The horse-headed Asura couldn't help laughing.

In the hall, all the other Asura generals sneered and looked at the wind god Vayu sarcastically.

For a moment, the wind was roaring, the horses were neighing, and the Asuras were laughing wildly.

The horse-headed Asura's mane was dancing wildly. He stood up from the throne, swayed slightly, took big steps, and slowly walked down the steps.

"Okay!"

"Since it is Indra's challenge, I accept it!"

"But!"

"What are you betting!"

The horse-headed Asura laughed.

Now Motu and Gaidaba are practicing hard. They only need to wait until they finish practicing hard to summon Brahma to seize the Vedas. Now he doesn't want to cause trouble and provoke Vishnu.

Accepting the challenge is in line with the Dharma.

The protector of the world, Vishnu, has no reason to look for him.

Besides, he has the dice in his hand, how could he lose!

The wind god Vayu frowned slightly, held his head high, shook his head and said slowly: "We have a blessed horse!"

The horse-headed Asura frowned.

He couldn't help but think of the embarrassment of not catching up with the gods that day.

"The blessing of this horse is that when it runs, no Asura can catch up, even you, Haya Kaliva, can never outrun it!"

"Is that all right!"

The wind god Vayu continued.

The horse-headed Asura's face sank.

"Okay!"

"Then I will accept your challenge, three hundred years later, above the starry sky!"

"I'll bet with Indra again!"

The horse-headed Asura said in a deep voice.

...

In Jirosa.

Indra sat cross-legged on a large rock, his eyes lowered, sensing the power of asceticism in his body.

Rumble!

In his divine body, the power of asceticism is like kundalini, like thunder and lightning, which is constantly continuing, erupting like thunder, and like a volcano accumulating and waiting to erupt.

His ascetic power has reached a thousand years!

"My previous ascetic power has been almost consumed. I have been practicing asceticism in Jirosa for only five hundred years."

"Why has it doubled?"

"Could it be the Holy Communion?"

Indra murmured in his heart.

He had heard from the gods that the Holy Communion was delicious, but unfortunately he had never tasted it and had no idea what it tasted like.

Could it be that resisting the temptation of the Holy Communion can increase the power of asceticism?

Indra couldn't help laughing.

"Wait until the Holy Communion comes, and then I can try to resist it."

"There are still three hundred years, practice asceticism for a while!"

Indra thought to himself.

He set a time for himself in his heart.

As for the bet of the horse-headed Ashura, he knew that the horse-headed Ashura cheated without having to guess, and he had already thought of a way. He would humiliate the horse-headed Ashura.

Indra snorted coldly.

He swayed slightly, stepped back, and fell on the flat rock. His eyelids closed and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Anyway, Vayu and Varuna haven't remembered to give me the artifact yet, let them continue to take over."

"I'll sleep for three hundred years first!"

Indra thought about it and fell into a deep sleep again, accumulating the power of ascetic practice.

For a while, time flew, and spring and autumn came and went in the human world.

Three hundred years passed in a flash.

As a god, Indra's biological clock is quite accurate.

Swish!

Indra moved on time as if he had set an alarm clock, his eyelids opened and closed, and he opened his eyes instantly.

He slowly got up, and then he saw the gods who were all ready, standing in front of him with great momentum.

Surya, the sun god, was dressed in golden armor, emitting a faint sun god light; Vayu, the wind god, was still lightly dressed, carrying a longbow, and looked extraordinary; Agni, the fire god, held a staff, dressed in red, and his eyes were like flames; Varuna, the water god, wore blue armor and looked fierce.

"I'm ready!"

"I'm ready too!"

...

The gods were full of fighting spirit.

Indra was very satisfied, this was what a god should look like.

He stood up and fell from the big rock, just about to speak.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Several figures appeared in front of them.

Vishnu, Goddess Lakshmi, Shiva and Goddess Parvati, all appeared here.

"Indra!"

Indra! Indra! Indra!

Echoes!

Goddess Parvati smiled and held the golden plate in both hands.

The golden plate was open, and the holy meal was shining.

The gods' resolute eyes disappeared instantly, and their throats surged, they swallowed their saliva, and stared straight at the holy communion.

"Holy communion!"