Chapter 553 The Son of the Emperor of Heaven ascends to the throne, do you want to make progress? (P
In an instant, [Ten Heads]'s heads flashed all over, and many heads condensed on both sides, and a total of twenty arms appeared from the shoulders.
[Ten poems] Waving his big arms.
Strong winds were blowing everywhere, and the storm surged, forming a billowing vortex around [Ten Songs]. He made a sudden move, swung out his two big arms, grabbed it, and was about to lift it up in an instant.
But [Ten Songs] obviously underestimated the weight of this pair of wrist guards.
boom!
[Ten Poems] The arms holding the wrist guards were blood red, and the ferocious blood vessels were like undercurrents under the earth, rushing and flowing, as if they were about to break out of the skin, dyeing the big arms bright red.
"So heavy!"
[Ten poems] My heart condensed.
His pupils were locked, and he stared fiercely at the wrist guard on the throne, with a hint of shock in his heart.
This wristband is so heavy!
How is that possible?
[Ten Songs] With red eyes, he lowered his head and stared at the pair of wrist guards.
On his left and right shoulders, big arms also fell down, grabbing the golden wristbands fiercely.
[Ten Songs] Pulled backwards, his whole body was like a leaning tree against the violent storm, and he erupted with terrifying force, trying to pull out the pair of wrist guards.
Boom!
The boulder under Shishou's feet shattered into pieces, and cracks like spider webs spread outward, causing the entire palace to shake.
"Just a pair of wrist guards!"
"I can definitely do it. Hahaha!"
[Ten Poems] Split his mouth and showed a wild laugh.
[Boli] smiled and looked at this scene quietly without saying a word.
Boom!
[Ten poems] The divine power urges me again.
The entire palace shook more violently, like a candle in the wind.
But the pair of wrist guards remained motionless, and he suddenly fell backward, staggering and falling to the ground.
Bang!
[Ten Poems] fell to the ground, his expression suddenly changed, and he stared at the pair of wrist guards intently.
"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
[Ten poems] murmured.
He really couldn't hold up the pair of wrist guards.
Hearing this, [Boli] stepped forward with a smile, walked slowly to the throne, stretched out his hand to grab the wristband, lifted it slightly, took it in the palm of his hand, and clasped it on his wrist with his side hand.
[Boli] twisted his hand and loosened his big hand.
"Oh!"
"See, you can't even pick up my bracers, and the Emperor of Heaven is more powerful than me."
"Why are you talking about attacking heaven!"
[Boli] smiled.
[Ten Songs] Listening to this laughter, I felt it was extremely harsh. All ten of his faces turned red, with expressions of resentment, displeasure, and shame suddenly appearing.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.
Shame!
What a shame!
…
Heaven.
Temple of the Emperor of Heaven.
Indra sat firmly on the throne, with his hands on both sides of the throne, his golden eyes radiating light, as if they were turning thousands of times, quietly observing this scene.
The next moment, he raised his hands, massaged his temples and rubbed his eyes.
"Ten songs!"
"It's becoming more and more like a golden bed, but the strength and confidence are still not quite there. To fill the net of Dharma, this little emotion is not enough."
Indra murmured quietly.
These ten Rakshasa have not pushed their arrogance to the peak, they just suffered a slight blow, and they are no longer able to survive.
This guy needs to break down and build up again before he can produce the ultimate emotion.
"Looks like I have to go help him!"
"And my incarnation may also be conceived with the help of ten lire."
Indra muttered.
Now that Rama has not yet been born, the ten songs are undoubtedly the protagonists of this human world. Whether it is love or hate, they can bring more changes to the Maya of the world.
He tapped his fingers lightly on the throne, and made a decision in his heart.
Next, he will change his identity and descend to earth for a period of time.
He temporarily occupies the position of Emperor of Heaven!
but……
Now he had to find someone to take his place in donating rainwater. Letting Ailuobo do it by one more person was really suspected of abusing pets.
He is not an irresponsible person either.
What needs to be done must still be done!
Indra held his chin with one hand and fell into thought.
"I'm not a pet abuser either!"
"I feel uncomfortable doing this!"
Indra muttered.
hold head high! ! !
Suddenly, a high-pitched elephant roar sounded, resounding outside the palace, along with a series of hurricane blasts.
"!!!"
Indra raised his eyebrows and stared outside the palace.
His eyes passed through many isolations and fell on the snow-white three-headed giant elephant Aurabha. At this time, Aarabha had three more heads shaking, stepping on the rainbow, walking leisurely.
[Morut] is jumping on the broad back of this Aravada.
He stepped on the white elephant's head and jumped around, sometimes changing from one to seven, running around on the back of the white elephant, hanging on the tusks, stepping on the trunk, or rolling; sometimes changing from seven to seven. Become one, become one, and summon the storm to blow away the sea of clouds ahead.
So unhappy!
Indra's eyes lit up.
He touched his chin and shook his head.
good!
very good!
[Morut] This child seems to like to accompany Eravata very much. The two of them go to make rain. They must be happy and happy. Isn’t it beautiful?
Indra made a decision in his mind.
With this thought in mind, he smiled, put his hands together and patted her gently.
Pa! Pa!
A series of faint applause sounds rang out, as if with encouragement, and instantly reached [Morut]'s ears.
Hmm?
[Morut] was slightly stunned. In his doubt, a beam of light descended and enveloped him, and he appeared in the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven.
"Child!"
"Do you want to make progress?"
Indra smiled.
"Progress?"
[Morut] was slightly stunned.
His seven pairs of eyes blinked, staring at his father strangely.
What progress?
[Morut] looked puzzled.
Seeing this scene, Indra smiled, he slowly stood up from the throne, and his tall figure enveloped and covered Morut.
Tap tap tap!
Indra walked down slowly, walked to Morut's side, raised his hand and gently placed it on Morut's shoulder.
The two walked slowly.
"Child!"
"You have been playing with Airavata these days, right?"
Indra laughed.
Hearing this, [Murut] smiled and shook his head.
"Hehe!"
"Yes, father, it ran too fast. Fortunately, I was able to catch Airavata's tail, otherwise I would definitely be thrown out!"
[Murut] looked excited.
Yeah!
Indra also smiled and shook his head.
"Then did you and Airavata go to the human world?"
"Yes!"
"Did you meet anyone in the human world?"
"Yes!"
[Murut] tilted his head.
He blinked his eyes and recalled the past when they went to the human world together.
"We did meet. At that time, we were in the clouds, and many people in the villages below rushed out to praise Airavata!"
"There were so many people!"
[Murut] scratched his head and continued: "Many people also offered tributes, pineapples, bananas, mangoes and other fruits."
Speaking of this, [Murut] couldn't help but be amazed.
Almost every time they came to a populated village, people would come to worship, not to mention those big cities, where the tributes were even more abundant.
He was full at that time!
Thinking of this, [Murut] touched his stomach.
He was still quite envious of Arapatu!
"Child, do you know why Arapatu is so respected?"
"Why?"
[Murut] looked up, with curiosity and excitement in his eyes.
"Arapatu is so respected!"
"That's because it can make clouds and rain, eliminate drought and hunger, and bring rain and auspiciousness to all things!"
"With rain, frogs can sing; with rain, fireflies can gather; with rain, crops can be nurtured."
"Murut!"
"My child, storm!"
"Do you want to be respected like Arapatu? Do you want to be honored as a great god like Arapatu? Do you want to enjoy tributes like Arapatu?"
Indra slowly raised his hands.
With a wave of his big hand, a dark cloud condensed in his hand, and drops of rain fell from it with vitality.
The next moment, Indra lowered his head slightly and looked at his child with encouragement in his eyes.
"!!!"
Hearing Indra's words, [Morut]'s eyes lit up, and he seemed to understand what his father meant by "progress".
"I want to! I want to make progress!"
"Father, help me!"
[Morut] shook his head.
He transformed into fourteen arms, put his hands together, and praised Indra.
Indra smiled slightly.
"Good!"
As soon as the voice fell, he raised his right hand, and a sharp thousand-blade vajra appeared in his hand, shining with golden light, and each blade flashed with cold light, like thunder and lightning.
Swish!
Lightning flashed out from the vajra, and then the lightning gathered, turning into a similar vajra and fell into Morut's hands.
"Murut!"
"My child!"
"Take this vajra, with it you will have the power to move clouds and rain, and you will be respected like Arapatra!"
Indra said.
He raised his big hand and patted [Murut]'s shoulder heavily.
"!!!"
"I understand!"
[Murut] shook his head vigorously, looking at the vajra happily, and said.
He held the vajra tightly, and lightning burst out in his eyes. He was excited and kept thinking about how he would be respected like Arapatra in the future.
It's great!
"Child!"
"You have this power, but you still have to use it, to bring welfare to the world and to everyone, so that you can be respected by the world."
"Go! Go and get glory!"
Indra encouraged.
"Father!"
"I understand!"
[Murut] turned slowly, holding the vajra as if holding a supreme treasure, and turned into a golden light and flew out of the palace.
"Murutu is so energetic, like a storm, he must be more efficient than Arapatu!"
"This way, Arapatu will be much more relaxed!"
Indra said with satisfaction.
He was very satisfied with Marut's arrangement today and was full of joy.
Very good!
It's time to leave here!
"I have to change my identity when I go to see Shishou this time. The identity of an ascetic may be good!"
Indra pondered.
He shook his body and turned into an ascetic wearing wooden shoes and long robes. He turned into a golden light and disappeared.
Swish!
After Indra disappeared, a light appeared.
Shezhi held her belly with both hands and rushed out of the light happily.
"Husband!"
"I'm pregnant!"
Shezhi's beautiful face was full of rosy color, and she ran out happily.
But the next moment, she glanced around and didn't see the figure.
Not here? !
...
Swish! ! !
[Ten Songs] looked gloomy.
He stood on the divine car, his hands clenched tightly, his face black, as if the evil god Kali was possessed.
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!"
"I can't even lift a pair of wrist guards. What's the point of my hard training all these years? I thought I was invincible all these years, but I can't even lift a pair of wrist guards of Asura."
[Shishou] gritted his teeth and gasped for breath.
Boom!
Rumble!
As his face darkened, the sky turned dark, dark clouds covered the sky, thunder rolled, strong winds swirled, and bursts of thunder and loud noises broke out.
Boom!
A dazzling lightning bolt struck down, instantly illuminating [Shishou]'s face.
[Shishou] raised his head suddenly.
He stared straight at the sky, his body trembling, the strong wind tore his robes, and his hair fluttered, like a madman.
"Thunder and lightning!"
"Indra! Are you laughing at me?"
"Do you think you can defeat me? You can't defeat me, and you can't destroy my will. I will definitely defeat you! Defeat Asura, defeat the gods!"
[Ten Heads] pointed at the sky angrily and roared.
Boom!
Rumble!
The next moment, a ray of lightning fell from the sky in an instant, like lightning, shuttled through the void, and instantly hit his chariot.
Crack! ! !
The entire chariot collapsed in an instant, and fragments flew everywhere. [Ten Heads] instantly fell from the sky and fell on the earth like a meteor.
With a bang, [Ten Heads] fell to the ground and stood up from the big pit.
"Humph!"
[Ten Heads] snorted angrily.
He shook his head, his face full of dissatisfaction.
This time, not only did he fail to gain the ally of Asura, but he couldn't even pick up the wristband of King Boli. Now when he came back, he was struck by lightning.
He was so angry!
He really needed something to vent now.
[Ten Heads] took big steps and walked forward.
The next moment, he heard a series of percussion music in his ears.
Da Da Da~ Da Da Da~
Da Da Da Da Da!
"Praise Narayana, praise the Supreme Lord!"
"Maha Supreme, the glory is unshakable!"
...
In the crisp percussion, [Ten Heads] looked closely and saw a sturdy ascetic walking towards him.
This ascetic was wearing a white sacrificial robe, with a vajra on his neck and a bodhi string on his arms.
Of course, what was more eye-catching was that this guy was followed by a big dog.
"Narayan! Narayana!"
"Praise Narayana!"
The faint voice echoed.
[Ten Heads]'s eyes turned cold, staring at the ascetic in front of him, and said coldly: "Vishnu's followers? It's so noisy!"