Chapter 103 Wake up, who is dancing? (Subscribe)
The potatoes are soft and the chicken nuggets are fragrant!
It is extremely tempting with the seasoning of curry, salty, fragrant and slightly spicy, which makes people's appetite grow.

Indra was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

He waved his hands and a small golden spoon appeared. He picked up the plate of curry and began to taste it.

“It tastes really good!”

Indra muttered to himself.

As he was talking, the vegetarian curry on the glittering golden plate floating in the air beside him also floated back and forth, spinning and circling around.

"Step aside!"

"Get out of my way!"

Indra waved his hands in displeasure.

……

"Why haven't you woken up yet?"

The sun god Surya looked confused and puzzled, and could not help but look at the sage Tuthita next to him.

The sage Tuttica opened his eyes wide, staring at the holy communion under the red cloth, his throat moving involuntarily as he swallowed his saliva.

Then he turned to look at Indra.

Then the Emperor of Heaven was seen lying on his side on the stone bed, with a solemn look in his eyes and brows, as if he was resisting the breath of the Holy Communion.

"As expected of a wise man as recorded in the Vedas, he could suppress the temptation of Holy Communion!"

The sage Tuthita put his hands together.

He sighed in a low voice and looked at Indra in surprise and reverence.

For a moment, he was filled with emotion and guilt, and felt that his hard work was not enough!
"Vishnu, oh Vishnu~"

“Why don’t the gods work together to try to lift the red cloth from the Eucharist? That way it will surely taste even sweeter.”

Sage Narada spoke again.

He held the veena in his arms, sniffed his nose, closed his eyes, and inhaled deeply the delicious smell of the Eucharist.

He really wanted to eat the delicious holy communion. Even if he just smelled it, it would be the ultimate happiness on earth.

Hearing this, the sun god Surya, the fire god Agni, the wind god Vayu, the water god Varuna and others all looked at the holy meal with solemn expressions, as if they were facing the most terrifying Asura King.

"I'm here to help too!"

The god of wine, Soma, stood up.

"I'm coming too!"

The path of the sage Tuotiga.

As soon as he finished speaking, the gods and immortals worked together. A tremendous force surged out from their hands, turning into a rainbow-like seven-colored force, rushing towards the red cloth on the holy communion plate.

hold head high! ! !
Aaravata stood in the distance, flapping his huge ears, making a long sound from his trunk, and spraying water suddenly.

The other mounts also moved, wind and fire surged, vowing to lift the red veil on this holy communion.

Wow!
The red cloth remained calm, and waves of more intense fragrance surged out like a tsunami.

In an instant, the gods, immortals and their mounts were all stunned where they were. Under the power of the holy communion, everyone closed their eyes and immersed themselves in it.

When they came to their senses, they saw Indra still lying there steadily.

Indra looked peaceful, as if he had fallen into a baby-like sleep!
what!
Swish!Swish!Swish!
At this moment, the faces of the gods all showed surprise and astonishment, and they stood there in disbelief.

Is this not possible?!

"The Emperor of Heaven has entered a very deep stage of asceticism, and even the Holy Communion of the Mistress cannot awaken him."

"How to do?"

"I do not know either!"

The gods were at a loss.

In the ocean of milk.

Vishnu slowly sat up from the snake bed and looked at Jirosa with a serious and worried expression.

Doesn't this work?
He also had no way to deal with the Horse-Headed Ashura. After all, Horse-Headed Ashura won the heaven fairly and honestly, and the rest was also occupied. Within the law, he could not take action by force.

How to do?
Vishnu was worried.

"It smells so good!"

At this time, a faint voice suddenly came out.

Many gods were stunned for a moment, and turned their heads suddenly to look after hearing this familiar voice.

Swish!
A sharp trident, a suspended damaru drum, ancient animal skins, a blue neck, and messy hair...

Above the handsome face is the third eye of destruction!
Lord Shiva suddenly appeared.

Next to Mahadeva is the noble and beautiful Goddess Parvati.

"Praise the Heaven!"

"Praise be to Goddess Parvati!" "Praise be to Lord God!"

“Praise to the goddess Parvati!”

……

The gods and immortals put their hands together and praised the Lord Heaven and the Mistress. The mounts also let out long howls and prostrated themselves on the ground to show their respect.

Shiva stared intently at the golden plate under the red cloth.

He walked towards it with his eyes fixed on it, and Goddess Parvati followed closely behind him.

The gods were stunned.

not good!

Does Datian want to eat too? !

Shiva came before the holy communion, stretched out his hand, grasped the red cloth, and gently lifted it.

The red cloth was instantly opened and flew out.

Swish!
A beam of brilliant golden light burst out instantly, so dazzling that it pierced the eyes like a beam of light.

Wow!
Golden glitter!

The gods quickly covered their eyes with their hands and turned their heads away, not daring to look directly at him.

Shiva picked up the plate with a smile, grabbed a handful of rice, put it into his mouth, closed his eyes and tasted it gently.

In an instant, the figure of his good brother Vishnu appeared before Shiva.

Datian immediately fell into intoxication.

Mistress Parvati also stretched out her slender fingers, picked up a grain of rice and put it into her lips. She was immediately struck by the delicious taste. Her eyes and eyebrows suddenly showed a look of joy and happiness. She happily tasted Vishnu's holy meal.

In the blink of an eye, the communion plate disappeared.

"The Holy Communion is gone!"

"The Great Celestial General ate the Holy Communion, what will the Emperor do?!"

"The Emperor of Heaven hasn't woken up, and there's not a grain of rice left in the Holy Communion. How could this happen?"

The gods finally reacted and looked at the scene in astonishment.

At this time, Shiva also woke up from the intoxication of this holy meal.

Swish!
He stood up suddenly.

In the lingering aroma of this delicious communion, I couldn't help but start dancing.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
The invisible sound of music filled the air. The springs on Mount Jirosa gurgled, the trees rustled in the wind, and all things made sounds that turned into music and began to sing along with Shiva's dance.

One after another, figures floated out from Shiva's dance, some raised their calves, some raised their arms, some raised their heads and roared, and began to dance wildly.

Countless sacred breezes of purple, light yellow, tender green, and aqua blue floated up.

Rotating and circling around the sky.

"Tandava dance, it is the joyful Tandava dance, the holy communion pleases Mahadeva!"

Parvati looked at Mahadeva happily and was touched.

Tandava dance is the dance of Shiva.

Shiva's angry Tandava dance can destroy the world; this happy Tandava dance can bring joy to the world.

"Great Sky Dance!"

The sage Tuthita put his hands together and said with emotion.

"What a sacred, joyful dance!"

Sage Narada said intoxicatedly.

Many gods were also staring at the dance of Lord Shiva.

The dance ends.

Lord Shiva is smiling.

The gods looked at the sky.

Lord Shiva looked at the huge snow-white stone with a smile on his face.

On top of the big rock.

Indra sat cross-legged on the big rock, his eyes lowered, brows slightly furrowed, as if he was in deep thought.

What happened?
He seemed to hear someone dancing and it woke him up!
Shiva looked happy, with an easy smile and eyes fixed, gazing at Indra with joy, and then raised his sacred right hand.

"Indra!"

"Indra! Indra! Indra!"

(End of this chapter)