Chapter 154: The divine object that will be born in the fire festival is fought over by all parties! (asking for monthly tickets)

"It's him!"

In the mirror.

On an altar, the sacrificial pit was brightly lit with a blazing flame.

The immortal in tattered clothes had his robe draped over his shoulders, his eyes were cold and hard, his hair was flying wildly, and he was holding a long spoon in his hand. He scooped a ladle of clear water from the golden bucket beside him and threw it onto the burning sacrificial fire.

Wow!

Pure water falls.

The sacrificial fire fluttered and was gathered upwards. The power of ascetic practice rose up and wrapped around a string of wreaths in the sacrificial fire.

"My humble Immortal!"

The chief priest opened his eyes wide and muttered.

The gods also stared at it, all looking into the mirror.

"Why is it him again? What is he going to do?!"

The sun god Surya's pupils condensed and he exclaimed in shock.

snort!
The Wind God Fayou snorted coldly and punched the air with his clenched fists.

"What on earth is in this sacrificial fire? It has such great power!" The water god Varuna exclaimed in surprise.

The fire god Agni stared at the sage in tattered clothes in the mirror.

With a cold face, he slowly walked out from the group of gods, came to the front, raised his hands slightly, clasped his palms together, and placed them in front of him.

Whoops!

A ball of red flame suddenly rose in his hands.

Agni activated the sacrificial fire, sensing the flames rising from the side of the old man.

The flames flickered.

A beautiful garland of colorful flowers vaguely emerged!

The flowers blooming on the wreath seem to bring divine blessings, bringing victory and dispelling all obstacles.

"It's the wreath!"

"The wreath that the Immortal Bi Yi gave me, but then took back."

Agni's eyes focused, and in an instant he saw through the sacrificial fire and saw the wreath that the shabby-clothed sage was offering.

Hearing this, the gods suddenly understood.

At the beginning, the old immortal received a garland from Mahadeva. He wanted to give this garland, which symbolized auspiciousness, to the heaven, but due to an accident, the garland fell to the ground.

The Immortal in Biyi thus cast a curse!

The entire heaven will be bereft of luxury, wealth and power.

It was because of the Immortal Bi Yi that they lost their power and were forced to churn the Ocean of Milk.

"It seems that the Immortal in Bizarre Clothes has integrated the power of his asceticism into this wreath."

"This will give birth to a powerful magic weapon!"

"I'm afraid Ashura will go and ask for it!"

The chief priest stared at the wreath in the flames and murmured.

boom!
The terrifying thunder resounded in all directions, and all the gods were in a state of solemn mood.

The wind god Vayu suddenly stood up and said in a sonorous voice: "We can't let Ashura take this wreath away. This was originally meant for us, we must get it!"

"I'm afraid your old clothes won't be given to us!"

The sun god Surya, wearing a golden robe and with a long cloth hanging on his forearm, took a step forward and spoke.

"Yes!"

"The sage has just cursed Indra, and was even cursed by the sage Adili because of it. I'm afraid we can't get the garland."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the Fire God Agni narrowed.

He stared at the sacrificial fire in his hand and muttered.

"If I can't get it, I can't give it to Ashura!"

Agni raised his right hand slightly and slowly held up the sacrificial fire in his hand. The flame fluttered in the palm of his hand and his five fingers moved lightly, as if he was about to burst the sacrificial fire at any time.

The weapon condensed from this wreath must not fall into the hands of Asura.

boom!
Seeing this scene, the immortal who was giving the sacrifice felt as if his heart was beating like a drum, and it instantly began to shake violently, and there seemed to be a loud thunder in his ears.

Is Agni going to extinguish the sacrificial fire of the old man?

So impulsive!

"Agni, don't be impulsive!"

"Obstructing the sacrifice and extinguishing the sacrificial fire are grave sins against the law!"

“I think there’s still room for maneuver in this matter!”

The main priest is the immortal.

Agni, as the god of fire, is symbolized by fire, and all sacrificial flames are held in his hands.

As long as Agni is willing, he can directly extinguish the sacrificial fire of the sage.

"!!!"

Many gods looked at the immortal who was performing the sacrifice.

"We did have a little conflict with the Immortal Bi Yi, and it is not easy for us to intervene this time, but we can ask the Moon God Soma to intervene. After all, he is the brother of the Immortal Bi Yi, and he is the son of the Immortal Adili and Anusuya." "I believe Soma can bring back the wreath for the gods!"

The main priest is the immortal.

Hearing this, many gods suddenly realized and their eyes turned to Su Mo who was standing beside them.

"Suma will go on our behalf, and we will just wait and see from behind."

"Yes, that's the truth!"

"So be it!"

The gods made a decision while talking, except Su Mo who was still a little dazed.

"Old clothes?"

Su Mo's face fell, and an ugly look appeared on his handsome face.

He and Biyi have completely different personalities and can never get along well.

"Besides having the same parents, he and I are brothers, but we are not familiar with each other at all!"

“I’m really not familiar with it!”

Su Mo said quickly.

The fire god Agni turned his head and glared at Soma, saying, "At least he is more familiar with it than us. Besides, this is for the glory and power of the gods. As the emperor of heaven, I order you to go."

Having said this, Agni held his head high and spoke loudly.

"We will be behind you, watching you all the time!"

……

"This Lira, the gods may be in for a disaster!"

Vishnu looked into the distance, lying on his side on the snake bed, and spoke slowly.

Hearing this, Goddess Lakshmi smiled gently. Her eyes were soft, and her white hands were like playing a piano. She gently kneaded Vishnu's calves, stared at her husband, and smiled: "But my husband will protect them!"

"My love, you really live in my heart!"

Vishnu gazes at Goddess Lakshmi with passionate eyes.

Goddess Lakshmi looked at Vishnu with great emotion.

Hiss! ! !
The Thousand-Headed Snake King Shesha lowered his head and stuck out his forked tongue in confusion.

"What is the mistress laughing at?"

"I remember God said that the world is in His heart. Aren't we all in God's heart?"

Shesha tilted his head, blinked his transparent eyelids, and his watery snake pupils were full of confusion.

Unable to understand!

……

Brahma realm.

Brahma sat on a snow-white lotus, his eyes lowered, looking in the direction of the fire offering by the chaste immortal.

"My husband, this wreath contains the power of the great heaven!"

"Under the sacrifice of the Immortal Bi Yi, combined with his hard work, it will become even more powerful!"

Goddess Saraswati said.

The sage is similar to the incarnation of Shiva. He is the child born with the power of Shiva after Shiva blessed Anusuya. Therefore, the ascetic practice of the sage and the garland will produce a stronger effect.

The combined power of the two will make the owner of this wreath invincible.

Brahma’s snow-white beard trembled slightly.

He glanced at his wife and moved his mouth, but no words came out.

Because there is another person who has the power of Shiva!

That is - Andhaka!
“If this garland falls into the hands of Asura and is obtained by Andhaka, he will become even more invincible!”

Brahma murmured in his heart.

He lowered his eyes and gazed into a forest in the human world.

……

In the human world, in a forest.

A large yellow altar stands tall, with a sacrificial pit on top of it, with flames rising from it.

The sacrificial fire is burning!

The tattered immortal had a grim expression on his face as he sat in front of the sacrificial pit. He reached his slender water spoon into the golden kettle, scooped up a spoonful of water and sprinkled it into the sacrificial fire.

boom!
The flames shot up and rose up.

"Om ~ Praise be to Lord Shiva!"

The Immortal in Old Clothes continued to pay praises.

The sounds of "Om ~ Namo Shiva" echoed continuously, gathering the power of ascetic practice and integrating it into the sacrificial fire.

On the other side, the gods and Asuras moved together with swift steps, rushing into the forest.

Swish!Swish!
The eyes of the chief sage and the sage Sukara were fixed, as if they had telepathic connection, and they uttered the same words in different places.

"Be sure to get the wreath!"

(End of this chapter)