Chapter 93: The Land of Jirosa, Polite Emperor (Asking for Monthly Votes)

"brother!"

Vayou held his head high, his eyes focused, and said in a deep voice.

"brother!!"

Varuna lost his usual silence, his voice was sonorous, and he stared at Indra.

"Vayu! Varuna!"

"The next important task of bringing rain to the human world will be left to you!"

Indra's hands fell on their shoulders.

His eyes first fell on Vayu, looking at the young and passionate face; then he looked at Varuna, staring at the calm and peaceful face.

The eyes keep moving!

The next moment, Indra slowly put away his hands and slowly opened them in front of him, with his palms facing the sky, emitting streaks of light blue thunder and lightning like Nagas hovering.

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of thunder resounded in all directions from Indra's hands.

Both Wayu and Varuna showed expressions of astonishment, gasping slightly in excitement, their eyes gradually enlarging, and two flashing maces suddenly appeared in their field of vision!

A handle of sky blue! A dark red!

Moist Thunder! Dry thunder!

At this moment, Vayu and Varuna both stretched out their hands and solemnly caught the two artifacts.

When the two gods touched the two artifacts, the sound of thunder resounded, and the rumbling thunder erupted and spread in all directions.

The expressions of the three people were different.

Indra smiled silently, seemingly filled with relief.

Fayou looked excited and exhaled like wind; Valou had a solemn look on his face, as if he was about to shoulder this unparalleled responsibility.

"I will perform penance next!"

"Heaven depends on you!"

Indra shook his neck and nodded.

"Do not worry!"

Fa Youdao.

"We will definitely wait for your return!"

Varuna also continued.

The three of them looked at each other, knowing that this was their final confession, and they seemed to be saying their final goodbyes.

The next moment, Indra slowly turned around, leaving only a muscular back.

"Where are you going to do penance?!"

Suddenly, Vayou spoke.

Vayu and Valu's eyes were fixed, with expressions of anticipation and fear. They all stared at Indra's tall back, as if they wanted to draw strength from this back.

"Jirosa!"

Indra lowered his head slightly and said.

Jirosa! Jirosa! Jirosa!

As soon as he finished speaking, a low thunderous sound resounded from his body. Amidst the rapid lightning, thick clouds and mist instantly enveloped his body and swallowed him up.

When the clouds and mist disappeared, Indra's figure also disappeared here.

Wind God Vayou and Water God Varuna walked out of the palace, raised their heads, their eyes flickered, and looked at the distant sky.

Go and do penance for God!

As expected of Indra!

He didn't even forget to give them the rainfall artifact.

Be compassionate and generous!

In the sea of ​​clouds.

Indra shrugged his shoulders, covered his face with his hands, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"Hmm hahaha!"

"Those three guys from Ma Shou are not simple. Rather than sit back and wait for death, it's better to run first as a sign of respect!"

"I can finally leave heaven!"

Indra was in a cheerful mood, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up. Even with his mouth closed, he was almost laughing.

Wide sea diving, sky high the birds to fly.

He went to Jirosa to see who could stop his penance!

He doesn't have much strength left in penance now.

Back in Pigongzha, he forcefully cursed Narada, a happy man. Even this small curse consumed a lot of his energy in penance.

"Speaking of which, this is the curse that Narada only issued when he violated the dharma and escaped from the battlefield."

"Otherwise my strength of penance may not be enough!"

"My penance is still too little!"

"You have to practice hard in Jirosa!"

Indra thought so.

He moved like the wind and flew out of the heaven in an instant. Looking down, he saw the majestic Mandala Mountain and the vast four continents of east, west, north, and south.

At this time, the four major states have gradually returned to life.

Looking down, there are mountains, green trees and weeds, and all living things lurking. Humans, beasts, Yakshas, ​​Rakshasas, and many other lives thrive on this land, which is full of vitality.

Indra looked down at this scene and couldn't help but feel emotional.

"The earth has almost recovered!"

"correct!"

"It seems like I haven't seen the Earth Goddess Ximi for a while!"

Indra thought.

He suddenly remembered the earth goddess Ximi. Ximi's dancing was really nostalgic. If you have time in the future, go and sit with Ximi.

Thinking like this, his figure flickered, passing through the space like a stream of light.

Uh-huh!

As he passed through one layer of space, a scene of white-capped snow-capped mountains appeared before his eyes.

The snow-capped mountains are majestic and full of holy atmosphere.

Even the brilliance of the sun cannot compare with the brilliance of the light emitted by the holy mountain itself, let alone the purity and flawlessness of the light of the holy mountain.

The abode of Shiva!

A holy place for ascetics!

Jirosa!

"finally reached!"

Indra landed under the snow-capped mountains, put his hands together and gave a slight salute.

"Praise to the heaven!"

"Praise to Parvati!"

With a faint smile, he paid tribute and continued to move forward.

As he gets closer.

The space seemed to have changed. The sky became dim, the earth was decaying, and the green dry trees stretched upwards, like the claws of Asura. The burning flames burned the bones, and the snow-white ashes were scattered on the ground.

This is the cremation site!

The bodies were burned here and turned into dead white ashes.

Some people gathered here, smeared ashes on their bodies, and used the ashes to purify their souls.

These are all followers of Shiva, the abandoned tribe!

Indra nodded slightly at them, and then walked through here without changing his expression and continued forward.

With his steady steps, his eyes changed again, passing through a certain space, and instantly appeared under the snow-capped mountains.

Jirosa!

Indra raised his head slightly and put his hands together.

Shiva and his wife are here!

But he actually just came here to practice hard, not to find Shiva, so he didn't plan to climb up.

The next moment, he walked towards a jungle next to the snow-capped mountains.

The trees here are tall, with lush branches and leaves, and green grass and flowers dotted around.

There are immortals in dark red robes practicing here!

"Praise the Emperor of Heaven!"

"Praise Indra!"

When the immortals saw Indra, they were slightly stunned, and then they put their hands together and said in surprise.

"Praise the Immortal!"

"Excuse me, is the Immortal Tuttja here?"

Indra also smiled and returned the greeting.

This is the meditation forest of Jirosa, where the immortals who follow Shiva usually practice hard.

The Immortal Tuttja is the leader of this group of immortals.

"Here!"

"The Immortal Tuttja is over there!"

The immortals looked at Indra in surprise.

This Emperor of Heaven does not seem to be as arrogant and domineering as the legend says!

He is worthy of being the wise man sung in the Vedas!

"Thank you!"

Indra put his hands together and saluted, smiling and moving forward.

He was going to find the Immortal Tuttja and find a better place for hard practice.

It is best to find a large rock in an open area, and it would be better if it is flat. It would be even better if it can get some sun.