Chapter 128 Curse, Pregnant by a Dog Son (asking for monthly ticket)
The sage Adili looked furious, with fire of anger burning in his eyes.

boom! boom! boom!
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he took a big step and quickly moved forward in an instant. Every step was like the sound of a thunder drum, making a terrifying roar and shaking out.

The old man in black opened his eyes wide and stared at the old man Adili.

The two angry faces of the father and son were reflected in each other's eyes as they looked at each other.

"Father!"

The immortal in tattered clothes.

"enough!"

The Immortal Adili shouted loudly.

At this moment, he couldn't help but recall the words of the old man at home - "Indra's nature cannot be changed, and arrogance must still be hidden in his heart!"

Endless anger rose instantly.

Rumble!
"My dear, you are too arrogant!"

Adili the Reverend said angrily.

“I am just practicing the Dharma!”

The Immortal in Old Clothes spoke in a rapid and powerful voice, his eyes were cold, and he stared at his father without any fear.

"Old clothes!"

Upon hearing this, Adili became completely furious.

Worn clothes! Worn clothes! Worn clothes!

The horrifying roar instantly spread throughout the heavens. The powerful force of ascetic practice burst out, and countless temples began to shake. The sky became darker and darker, and the rumbling thunder became more deafening.

boom! boom! boom!
Naga-like lightning bolts fell, illuminating the faces of the gods and immortals.

hiss!
Indra watched this scene with a look of surprise in his eyes.

this way...

Could it be that the karma of the sage Biyi has come to an end, and the sage Adili wants to curse his own son?

The gods and immortals were all looking on.

The sage Adili glared at the man in tattered clothes, and suddenly a golden pot appeared in his hand. The golden pot was shining, and the water of the Ganges in the pot was rippling, and it was extremely pure.

He reached into the kettle, pulled out a handful of Ganges water, and threw it at the old man in tattered clothes.

Wow!
In an instant, the water of the Ganges rolled down, instantly soaking the sage in tattered clothes and wetting his clothes.

The wet clothes stuck to the body, and water drops stuck to the corners of the clothes, dripping down in strings.

Extremely embarrassed!

The Immortal Adili raised his hand, pointed at the Immortal Biyi's face, and said angrily.

"You are extremely arrogant. You have no respect for the Vedas! You have no respect for wisdom!"

"You are filled with rage, cursing others without regard for good or evil!"

"I curse you!"

"My old clothes!!!"

The sage Adili pointed at his son's nose and let out a wild roar.

boom!
"Your anger burns others, but one day, the flames will burn you to ashes."

Ashes! Ashes! Ashes!

Adili the Reverend roared.

His hair stood on end with rage, he gasped for breath, and looked at his son angrily.

boom!
In the Brahma realm.

Brahma opened his eyes wide, his gaze fixed, staring directly at everything that was happening in the heavens.

I saw a really good show today!

Goddess Saraswati's eyes flickered and she frowned slightly, also surprised.

"Adili got so impulsive that he cursed his own son!"

Goddess Saraswati was surprised.

……

In the ocean of milk.

Vishnu's eyes were complicated. He sat on the snake bed, with the Chakravartin slowly rotating on his fingertips, and he was also paying attention to the situation in the heaven.

Things are getting complicated!
"That Luoyan~That Luoyan!"

Sage Narada appeared in the Vaikuntha holding a Veena, with his hands folded and light in his eyes, looking at the Lord with reverence.

Vishnu smiled slightly, with worried eyes, looking at the sage Narada who appeared here.

"Narada!"

"You were the one who showed me the way to the temple. You really are causing me trouble."

Vishnu said.

Sage Narada swallowed his saliva, hugged the Veena, twisted his body, looked around, and then glanced to the side guiltily.

"It was the old man who took the initiative to ask for directions." The old man Narada muttered softly.

……

In Jiluosha.

Datian stared at him, his eyes were calm, yet solemn, as if he could see the future.

Parvati blinked, looking worried.

She rarely saw her husband with such a solemn expression.

"Because of my curse, next..."

“I’m afraid that there will be a continuous stream of Asuras invading the heavens, and the position of the Emperor of Heaven will no longer be secure, and the stability of the three realms will be affected.”

Shiva's expression was slightly tense, and he spoke slowly.

"What about the curse of Adili?"

Parvati continued to ask.

Now, the immortal Adili has cast such a horrible curse on Bi Yi. With the immortal Adili's hard work, this curse will definitely come true.

“It’s part of the cause and effect.”

Having said this, Shiva said no more.

……

Temple of Heaven.

Adili looked at the stubborn tattered clothes in front of him, his chest heaving and gasping for breath.

At this time, Indra came over.

He walked to the side of the Immortal Adili, turned slightly, glanced at the Immortal in Old Clothes, and said, "It's unnecessary. I don't like being the Emperor of Heaven. Now that I am cursed, I am happy with it."

"Instead of cursing him, let him admit his mistake, apologize to me, and forgive him."

Indra smiled.

Even though he is not the Emperor of Heaven, he is still quite happy!

After all, the next Asura King came one after another, and the blessings from heaven were innumerable and impossible to count!

"How kind~"

Hearing this, the angry face of Adili Sage gradually softened. He shook his head, clasped his hands together, and looked at Indra with reverence.

In a rage just now, he cursed Bi Yi, and after that he stood there in a daze, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

After all, Biyi is his son!
What I didn't expect was...

The Emperor of Heaven actually chose to forgive me.

How magnanimous.

"Your kindness is admirable. May your glory always illuminate the heavens!"

Said the Immortal Adili.

After saying this, he turned his head, his expression changed instantly, and he stared coldly at the Immortal in Trouble-Clothed Clothes.

"Old clothes!"

"Admit your faults now to the wise men, and I will reduce your curse."

The Immortal Adili said in a deep voice.

Once the immortal's curse is issued, it cannot be taken back, but the conditions can be increased through the power of hard work.

For example, if the curse that the Immortal in Old Clothes will be burned to ashes is added with a condition that he will be resurrected from the dead, he will be resurrected again after the curse is fulfilled.

The old man in worn clothes glared at Indra with fiery eyes, and also looked coldly at the old man Adili.

The next moment, he spoke suddenly.

"Don't think about it!"

No way! No way! No way!

The old man in plain clothes glared at the old man Adili with a powerful voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up his cane, turned around and walked away without looking back, without even glancing at the sage Adili behind him.

Indra turned his head and looked at the back of the sage in tattered clothes, and couldn't help but be shocked.

My old clothes are so hard!
Even ten bulls can’t pull his temper back!
Hermit Adili was gasping for breath, his chest heaving, and he was almost fainting from the breath.

"Father, what's going on? What happened to the heaven?"

At this time, Soma finally appeared, hurried over and supported the Hermit Adili.

The main priest and his wife [Tara] also arrived late.

"what happened?"

"I just went to pick up my wife. How come such a powerful force of hard work has emerged in the heavens?!"

The chief priest looked confused.

(End of this chapter)