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Indian mythology, the Emperor of Heaven is not working today

In Indian mythology, the three-phase god suppresses the world. Many immortals cursed all gods. Asura has been practicing hard for thousands of years, and every time he receives a blessing, he will attack the heaven and beat the emperor of heaven. "train hard, then gets blessings, then beat the Emperor of Heaven, how come Indian mythology is all about this process, I am the one who gets beaten and suffers, I quit!" Indra, who traveled through time and became the Emperor of Heaven, was angry. So... "Whoever wants to be the Emperor of Heaven be one, I won't work!" Indra said. "Hey, hey, that's not what the script is like." Shiva, the God of Destruction, had questions on his head. "You have great merits in the past. This position of Emperor of Heaven should belong to you, otherwise the world will be in trouble!" Vishnu, the protector of the world, became anxious. "No, Emperor of Heaven, I will bless you, go and beat Asura!" Brahma, the God of Creation, said. I didn't write it I am translating it because it's on Indian Mythology ............ To support me and to read chapters in Advance go to my PATREON patreon.com/ihatesakura

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Chapter 22

  Vishnu smiled faintly.

  "Jostuba!"

  "Lotus Gem, this is the most precious gem, a symbol of reason, holiness, prosperity and vastness!"

  Vishnu spoke slowly.

  As Vishnu's voice sounded, the Mani Gem flashed a bright light on his chest, like the bright moon, like the morning light, as if praying for the glory of the Lord.

  This gem named [Jostuba] hung brightly on Vishnu's chest.

  Hum!

  Jinmu snorted angrily, turned his head to the side, and was unhappy.

  What bad luck!

  How come all the things that were stirred up were taken away by the three-phase god!

  Jinmu was in a bad mood, and the other Asuras did not dare to speak.

  At this time, Jinmu frowned, glanced at the people behind him, and asked in confusion: "Where is Proman? Why is he gone!"

  [Vajra Body] and [Vibrajiti] all shook their heads.

  They didn't see Proman either.

  "King, I'm here!" Proman flew out from among the many Asuras, flew down, and forced a smile on his face. "I saw that some Asuras behind were weak, so I went to the back then."

  Jinmu glanced at Proman with sweat on his forehead, frowned and snorted.

  "You are too lazy!"

  "You are sweating while dragging a snake head, you should practice hard when you go back!"

  After that, Jinmu ignored Proman and turned his head to look at the gods.

  Proman finally breathed a sigh of relief.

  He narrowed his eyes and looked coldly in the direction of the gods.

  "Indra?!"

  Proman gritted his teeth silently.

  The curse of Sukara was still ringing in his ears. His mind was blank at that time, and he didn't know how he got back to the Asura army.

  At that time, the gods and Asuras were still churning the milky ocean.

  He stood in the distance and kept observing Indra secretly.

  To be honest, except for pulling the snake's tail, this Indra worked very hard and seemed to work desperately. There was no wisdom at all.

  Just a reckless man!

  Thinking of this, Proman laughed and shook his head.

  "Indra, you only have brute force, but you don't know how to keep your strength to guard against us, that's all!"

  "Ha! As long as I become the Asura King, attack the heavens, and kill Indra, the curse will not come true!"

  "Teacher, I won't let your curse come true!"

  Proman laughed.

  He stretched out his hand and proudly stroked his straight beard, proud of his amazing wisdom.

  ...

  "According to calculations, Avara should be coming out soon!"

  "I only have the last fifty years of my ascetic practice left!"

  Indra calculated the time in his heart.

  The next thing to churn the milky ocean should be his mount Avara.

  As for the last things left in the milky ocean, they are the white horse Gao Er, the wish-fulfilling tree, the hala hala and the nectar.

  Indra has no interest in anything except the nectar.

  "Vishnu will never let the nectar fall into the hands of the Asuras!"

  "In that case, I might as well retreat a little to avoid running into the hala hala,"

  Indra thought to himself.

  Apart from other things, Vishnu was quite good to the gods. It was with his help that the gods obtained the nectar.

  Thinking of this, Indra prepared to retreat.

  "God of Heaven, where are you going?"

  The sun god Surya tilted his head and asked curiously.

  "Ahem! Ahem!"

  "When the ocean of milk was churned, I saw the wind blowing from the tail of the snake at the back. Some Gandharvas couldn't catch these snake tails and were powerless, so I went to help them!"

  "Yes, that's it!"

  As Indra spoke, he became more and more fluent and nodded.

  "Because... this?"

  The sun god Surya looked surprised.

  He turned his head to look at the many Gandharvas behind him, and sure enough, some of them were thrown away and injured when Shesha's tail stirred the fragrant wind.

  They didn't care about this kind of thing before!

  "God of Heaven?!"     The moon god Soma opened his mouth wide, puzzled and shocked, and couldn't help but say.

  He has returned now, and his consciousness is still in the period when he disappeared from the heaven. He has no idea what happened to the gods during this period.

  What happened!

  How many years has he disappeared? What did he miss?

  The main sage came slowly.

  He smiled and looked at Indra with approval, and said with emotion: "Then let the two horse boys go with you. They are gods of medicine and can help the Gandharvas behind to treat!"

  "Then I'll call them over!" said the sun god Surya.

  "Of course, the more people the better!"

  Indra nodded.

  He just wanted to hide in the back, but he didn't think so much!

  The two horse boys!

  The names of these two gods are Sudiya and Dashila.

  The two gods are the gods of morning and evening glow and the gods of medicine, and they are also the sons of Surya.

  Soon, a pair of handsome young men walked up to Indra.

  The two men's eyes sparkled, they put their hands together in front of Indra, bowed their heads with reverence and said: "Praise the merciful Emperor of Heaven, you are the only one who thought of these warriors!"

  Indra: "..."

  Indra was a little confused for a moment. He

  was still too thin-skinned!

  He coughed twice, held his head high, raised his hand and knocked on his heart, and said to the two horse boys: "This is the responsibility of the Emperor of Heaven, let's go!"

  "Praise the Emperor of Heaven!"

  "Praise the Emperor of Heaven!"

  Hearing this, the two horse boys couldn't help but respect Indra more, and followed Indra to the Gandharvas.

  "The Emperor of Heaven is so compassionate!"

  The chief celestial being looked at this scene from afar, feeling deeply, took out his book, and continued to write: "Merciful Emperor of Heaven Indra, he sent the two horse boys to give the Gandharvas medicine and bring warmth..."

  ...

  Soon, both sides were ready again.

  The gods and Asuras gathered at the head and tail of the snake, and once again started the great cause of churning the ocean of milk.

  "Asura soldiers!"

  "Let the gods see your power. Take away the treasures in the Milky Ocean. We are the real masters of the treasures in the Three Realms. We are qualified to own all of this!"

  "I swear in the name of King Asura that the treasures that are born next must be ours!"

  Jinmu encouraged many Asuras.

  Although he was arrogant, he was not stupid. He missed the treasure twice. If he didn't boost morale, he might be the only one who could do it.

  Under his encouragement, many Asuras' eyes lit up.

  "Ours!"

  "Ours!"

  ...

  Many Asuras roared in unison, with great momentum.

  Indra looked at the Asuras from afar and couldn't help but sigh. These Asuras were really powerful!

  Unlike him...

  "Merciful Emperor of Heaven, I am willing to dedicate my body to you!"

  A Gandharva warrior half-knelt on the ground, his eyes full of tears, his hands clasped together, and all kinds of complex emotions such as reverence and gratitude flowed in his eyes.

  While speaking, the Gandharva lowered his head, held Indra's feet with both hands, placed them on his forehead, and performed the foot-touching ceremony.

  Other Gandharvas followed suit and squeezed over.

  Indra quickly helped him up.

  Hundreds of thousands of Gandharvas came one after another, and there was no telling when it would end. He might be able to complete the ascetic practice of standing on one leg.

  "This is what I should do!"

  "Next, churn the Ocean of Milk!"

  Indra said.

  Boom!

  The Mandala Mountain kept turning, rocks were like meteorites, falling continuously, and hot fire burned on the Mandala Mountain, blazing and boiling.

  Thirty years later.

  The Ocean of Milk was as thick as honey!

  Swoosh!

  A beam of white light suddenly flew out.

  "One!"

  The gods and Asuras all looked at it, but at this moment, a beam of white light flew out of the Ocean of Milk again.

  "No!"

  "Two!"

  (End of this chapter)