Chapter 317 He is your father, and this is also recorded in the Mahabharata! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

The immortal Zhongyou had a stern face.

His eyes swept across the gods, he took a deep breath, his chest heaving, and in a flash he disappeared in a flash.

Indra sat cross-legged on the ground, tilting his head slightly, and watched in surprise as his friends disappeared on the spot.

Why did you leave?!

The gods looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The immortal friend was a little stubborn, but fortunately he was not particularly irritable and did not curse them.

They just saw the Immortal Zhongyou stand up and thought they were going to be cursed!

Jiaxijiye's eyes lit up.

He looked at the Pleiades goddesses and whispered, "Mother, now that the immortal is gone, can I eat whatever I want and play whatever I want?"

Jiaxijiye's eyes lit up.

Hearing this, the Pleiades goddesses frowned slightly. They looked at Kashijiya with some worry, but still spoke.

"From now on you have to listen to your teacher!"

[Sangbuti] said.

Indra is Kashigi's teacher, and he should be the one to make the next plan.

what? !

Kashijiya opened his mouth and uttered "Ah", then turned his eyes and looked at Indra.

"Eat quickly!"

"Next I'll take you to play with birds!"

"This is a big bird that flies very fast. If you can catch up with it, you don't have to listen to me!"

Indra smiled.

Upon hearing this, Jiaxijiye's eyes immediately lit up.

He slowly clenched his fists, full of energy. It was just a matter of catching a bird, so easy.

Indra smiled.

Garuda's speed is unique in the Three Realms. If this guy flies, almost no one in the Three Realms can catch up with him.

Kashigiyaya?!
It’s amazing that he can touch Garuda’s tail hair!

Thinking of this, Indra's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the Mujuye floating in the air.

He raised his hand and pointed, and in the midst of the floating light, the wood orange leaf that recorded the ritual of the immortal friends fell into his fingertips.

Swish!
Indra's eyes dropped as he looked down at the wood orange leaf at his fingertips.

"Friends?"

"Not bad!"

“The stuff is pretty good!”

"Throw it to Gamapara and spread the word in the human world!"

Indra thought.

Swish!
On the other side, the sage friends left the palace and came to Viguntha's garden.

"It's useless!"

"Did I create something useless?"

The immortal friends were unhappy.

He had a gloomy face, secretly unhappy, and stared ahead with a fixed gaze, as if he saw Indra holding a vajra, and then he swung the wooden staff forward.

call!call!
The short wooden stick was swung like a sword or a pestle, with great force.

The auspicious ritual he compiled after years of asceticism failed miserably the first time he used it on the Son of Heaven.

He is not reconciled!
boom!
The Immortal Zhongyou felt exhausted, gasped, and sat down on the lawn with a thud, clutching his walking stick.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

"Is everything I do meaningless?"

The immortal friends murmured in a low voice.

Swish!
At this moment, golden lights suddenly flashed in front of the immortal friends.

All the immortal friends looked up.

In an instant, all kinds of scenes came into view: bright lotus eyes; a smile as sunny as a sunflower; golden earrings; colorful garlands; and a rotating divine wheel.

The sacred figure suddenly appeared.

"Lord!"

The immortal friends were shocked and quickly stood up, shaking their heads and clasping their hands together in worship.

Vishnu lowered his eyes and smiled continuously, with a peaceful look in his lotus eyes.

"Friends of the World!"

"Don't be sad, and don't be confused!"

"Your asceticism is not in vain. These auspicious rituals are full of goodness. It's just that the time has not come yet to prove it!"

Vishnu smiled.

Hearing this, the immortal friends lowered their heads and said in a deep voice: "But my ritual has been rejected by the Emperor of Heaven, and there is no time to prove it!"

He wondered if the Lord was targeting him. Vishnu smiled.

He blinked and looked at the friends and immortals in front of him.

"Friends of the World!"

"Don't doubt the Emperor's kindness to you!"

Having said this, Vishnu smiled slightly. His eyes were deep, as if he was looking into the distant past. Then he slowly spoke.

"Let me tell you a story!"

Vishnu said.

After saying this, he ignored the puzzled looks from his fellow immortal friends and continued.

"A long time ago!"

"In the city of Kusumada on the earth, there lived a king who was well versed in the Dhamma. His name was Kushika!"

Vishnu said softly.

Upon hearing this, all the immortal friends were slightly stunned.

Kushika?
This is his grandfather!

"He performed severe penance in the hope of having a son who was invincible on earth. His penance was seen by the conqueror of the castle, so he divided his strength and was reborn as the son of Kushika..."

Vishnu smiled.

Upon hearing this, the immortal friends widened their eyes and opened their mouths.

"Could it be..."

"Gatin!"

Ga Ting! Ga Ting! Ga Ting!

The eyes of the immortal Zhongyou were dull, and he uttered the name in a trembling voice.

Ga Ting!

This is his father!

"That's right!"

"The castle destroyer who slew the Asuras, his power became the son of Kushika, and he was reincarnated as Gateen!"

"Don't doubt his kindness towards you!"

"Let's drink Soma with Indra!"

Vishnu smiled.

His voice was very relaxed, like the call of squirrels in the jungle and the singing of birds in the morning, but to the ears of the immortal friends it sounded like endless thunder.

boom!
Rumble!
The sound of thunder resounded in the minds of all the immortal friends.

He was struck by lightning!
He stood there in a daze, eyes wide open, unable to accept this fact.

How can it be?

The Immortal Zhongyou frowned and began to think.

Upon closer thought, his father, King Gateen, abdicated early, and his soul ascended to heaven, which presumably meant he returned to the Emperor of Heaven.

"..."

The Immortal Friends fell silent.

Vishnu smiled.

This incident was nothing special. It was not strange for the gods to descend upon themselves to transform into mortals.

Indra probably forgot about it!
"Go!"

"Friends of the World!"

"Go and assist Jiaxijiye. Complete your mission, and then you can be promoted to a Brahma Immortal!"

Vishnu said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint golden light enveloped Vishnu's body, surrounding his entire body, and then disappeared in a flash.

Seeing this scene, the immortal Zhongyou had a complicated expression on his face. He clasped his hands together and bowed down.

"I have to go back!"

The immortal friends murmured to themselves.

He took a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions, then grasped his cane, took big strides, and walked towards Jiaxijiye.

Swish!
In the blink of an eye, he turned into a ray of divine light and reappeared in front of the temple.

Indra and other gods stood together, all gathered in front of this temple.

"!!!"

The sage Zhongyou looked at Indra's figure with his eyelids twitching involuntarily. He was a little bit unable to accept it, but when he thought about assisting Kashigiye, he gritted his teeth and walked up with his head held high.

"You came!"

Indra's expression was calm. He raised his right arm horizontally, pinched the wood orange leaf between two fingers, and handed it over.

"correct!"

"Those children's rituals are still very useful and full of auspiciousness!"

"I have already told this to Gamapara. He should be able to spread the word for you in the human world!"

(End of this chapter)