Chapter 105: We are about to set off, but the mistress is coming? (Please give me a monthly ticket! Please subscribe)
The gods rejoiced as if they saw the new sacrament approaching.

At this time, Shiva was smiling.

"Parvati, please go to Viguntha and do it together. I also want to eat your holy communion in the future."

Shiva looked at Parvati and spoke slowly.

"Yes, husband."

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

Seeing this, Indra opened his mouth slightly.

Since the higher-ups have spoken, they can only follow their orders. This battle with the Horse-Headed Ashura is inevitable.

That being the case...

Indra folded his hands in front of his chest and had a thought.

The Horse-Headed Ashura is very powerful, and he has Motu and Gaidaba by his side. They have no good intentions, and he will definitely not have much advantage if he breaks into the heaven by force.

We can outsmart it!

Play with him!
"Since [Haya Kaliva] has won the heaven from you, he has taken away your honor and power."

"Then we will win it back fair and square!"

Indra walked out slowly and came among the gods.

"Vayu!"

"Go and challenge [Hayajilipo], and three hundred years from now, we will decide the winner through gambling again!"

"It's in the starry sky where the heaven and the human world meet!"

Indra said.

Fengshen Fayou's eyes narrowed, he spread his hands helplessly, and stepped forward and said: "But we don't have any more bets!"

"Who said no!"

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

……

Above the heaven.

The wind god Vayu strode into the temple with big strides and a swagger.

He raised his head, his eyes stern, and pointed with one hand at the horse-headed Ashura sitting on the throne.

"Haya Kaliva!"

"King Asura!"

"I am here to declare war on behalf of Indra, the son of the mighty, the lord of the celestial world, the holder of the vajra, the drinker of Soma, the chief of the Adityas, 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 great king of the gods!"

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

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

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

He couldn't help but sneer.

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

"Is it Indra who gave you the courage?"

The horse-headed Ashura sneered.

The Wind God Fayou held his head high, raised his hand, spread out his five fingers, and suddenly clenched them into a fist.

"You took everything from us, and now we have to take it back!"

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

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

The wind god Fayoudao.

Hahahaha!

The Horse-Headed Ashura couldn't help but laugh.

In the hall, all the other Asura generals also sneered and looked at the Wind God Vayu with sarcasm.

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

The horse-headed Asura, his mane dancing wildly, stood up from the throne, his body swaying slightly, and walked slowly down the steps with big strides.

"it is good!"

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

"But!"

"What are you betting on?"

The horse-headed Ashura laughed.

Now Motu and Gaidaba are practicing hard. He just needs to wait for them to complete their practice and summon Brahma, and then he can seize the Vedas. Now he does not want to create trouble and provoke Vishnu.

Accepting the challenge is in line with the Fa.

There would be no reason for Vishnu, the protector of the world, to look for him.

What's more, 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 recall the embarrassing situation he faced that day when he failed to catch up with the gods.

"The blessing of this horse is that when it runs, no Asura can catch up with it. Even you, Haya Kaliva, will never be able to outrun it!"

"That's it!"

The wind god Vayu continued.

The horse-headed Ashura’s face darkened.

"it is good!"

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

"I'll make another bet with Indra!"

The horse-headed Ashura said in a deep voice.

……

In Jiluosha.

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

Rumble!
In his divine body, the power of asceticism was like kundalini fire or lightning, which continued continuously, erupting like thunder, or like a volcano accumulating and waiting to erupt.

His ascetic practice has lasted for a thousand years!
"I have almost used up all the energy from my previous hard training. I have only been training hard in Jiluosha for five hundred years."

"Why did it double?"

"Could it be the sacrament?"

Indra murmured in his heart.

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

Could it be that by resisting the temptation of this holy communion, one can increase the power of asceticism?

Indra couldn't help but laugh.

"Let's wait until the Holy Communion comes. Then we can try to resist it."

"There are still three hundred years left, so I need to practice harder for a while!"

Indra thought.

He set a time for himself in his mind.

As for the gambling game with Horse Head Ashura, he knew without guessing that Horse Head had cheated, and he had already thought of a way. When the time comes, he will humiliate Horse Head Ashura.

Indra snorted.

His body swayed slightly, and he stepped backwards, falling onto the flat rock. His eyelids closed and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Anyway, Vayu and Varuna haven't thought of giving me the artifact yet, so let them continue to take over."

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

Indra was obsessed with the thought and fell into a deep sleep again, accumulating strength for ascetic practice.

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

Three hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

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 in an instant.

He stood up slowly, and then he saw the gods who were already fully prepared, standing majestically in front of him.

The sun god Surya was dressed in golden armor, emitting a faint sun god light; the wind god Vayu was still lightly equipped, carrying a longbow, looking extraordinary and heroic; the fire god Agni held a magic staff, dressed in red, with eyes like flames; the water god Varuna was dressed in blue armor, looking very aggressive.

"I'm ready!"

"I'm ready too!"

……

The gods were full of fighting spirit.

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

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

Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!
Several figures then appeared before them.

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

"Indra!"

Indra! Indra! Indra!
Echoes!

Goddess Parvati is smiling and holding a golden plate in her hands.

The golden plate is open, and the Eucharist gleams.

The determined looks of the gods disappeared in an instant, and all of them swallowed their saliva with their throats surging, looking straight at the plate of communion.

"Communion!"

(End of this chapter)