Chapter 55 I understand, Ailao Boduo (please read)
"The Water God and I have joined forces. Although we can temporarily bring rain, it is still not enough. If we continue, the power of the two of us will not be enough."

"Damn golden bed!"

The Wind God Fayou gritted his teeth.

He pursed his lips, his lips were dry, and his face was full of fatigue.

The water god Varuna's blue clothes were dull and he also had a bitter look on his face. The two of them standing together looked like two ribs.

The conditions of the rest of the gods were much better. Even the sun god, who was riding in the car, was still radiant and glowing in golden armor.

The fire god Agni looked serious.

He clasped his hands together slightly, and a handful of sacrificial fire burned in his palms. The red light rippled, reflecting the various sacrificial scenes in the human world.

In the light of fire.

Suddenly a cave appeared, then a cellar appeared, and soon they disappeared.

Sacrifices were few and far between and were always performed in secret.

"The evil Asura Golden Bed has forbidden sacrifices, and now the human world's sacrifices to us are becoming less and less."

The fire god Agni gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

The golden bed is a heinous crime!

They actually banned their sacrifices!

They carry out their divine duties in the human world, causing the rotation of the sun and the moon, causing the wind to blow, and igniting flames, but they cannot receive sacrifices in the human world and can only work on their own. Is there any reason in the world to be paid for work?
The gods fell into sorrow.

tread!tread!tread!
At this time, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, a calm voice sounded here.

"We cannot let Vayu and Varuna bring about the rain and harvest, but we do not have to wake up the God."

"In fact, there are more ways!"

The chief priest, with a smile on his face, walked slowly towards us at this critical moment.

"Praise to the Immortal Master of Sacrifice, praise to the Godly Teacher!"

"Praise to the Immortal Master of Sacrifice, praise to the Godly Teacher!"

……

The gods clasped their hands together, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

Eyes filled with curiosity, surprise and expectation all fell on the immortal who was the chief priest, waiting for his next speech as hot as fire.

The chief priest straightened up slightly.

He raised his hand slightly, stretched out his finger, drew a circle, and pointed to the east.

"Have you forgotten?"

"In the Ruoyu Garden of Shanjian City, there is the divine weapon of the Emperor of Heaven!"

The chief priest smiled.

The power of the gods is also stored in the artifacts, so Indra's artifacts contain a large amount of thunder and lightning power.

If they could obtain Indra's divine weapon, their troubles would be solved.

Hearing this, the gods suddenly realized and there was a glimmer of light in their eyes.

"That's right!"

"The divine weapons [Dry Thunder] and [Moist Thunder] are in the Rough and Evil Garden!"

The Wind God Fayou clapped his hands suddenly and said in surprise.

"Yes, with this magic weapon, our divine power will not be consumed too much!" The water god Varuna's eyes were full of surprise and emotion.

With the divine weapon of Indra, the emperor of heaven, they can save a lot of divine power.

There is also more time to enjoy it!
"Thank you for your guidance, Master!"

"Thank you for your guidance, Master!"

The gods all bowed to the celestial being with reverence on their faces.

"go!"

"Let's go to the Rough and Evil Garden!"

The next moment, under the leadership of the chief priest, the gods happily stood up and moved, suddenly flying towards the Rough and Evil Garden.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Rays of light descended and landed in front of the Rough and Evil Garden.

The Gandharva warrior guarding the Rough and Evil Garden was very excited. He put his hands together and said, "Praise to the God Teacher! Praise to the Sun God! Praise to the Fire God! Praise..."

The celestial being smiled back.

The gods also held their heads high.

Especially the wind god Vayu and the water god Varuna, they all put on an arrogant look and strode into the temple.

In the temple.

The pillars are made of gold, the top is covered with pearls, and the decorations are agate, and it shines brilliantly.

The black stone platforms are simple and majestic, and surrounded by these divine lights, they look very unique.

"It was me who proposed to rebuild this place." "I remember it clearly. The Indra Wheel, which was made from a part of my body's sparks, is right here. You can use it too."

The sun god Surya smiled triumphantly, walked quickly forward, and came to a black platform.

He turned his eyes and looked.

For a moment, the smile on his face froze, and turned into a look of confusion.

"???"

The sun god Surya frowned slightly, with a series of question marks appearing on his head.

Ok? !

The gods and the immortal priests also came over, and when they looked closely, they saw the empty stone platform.

"No! How could there be no?!"

The sun god Surya was shocked.

He hurried to the next stone platform and muttered, "I remember this location is [Dry Thunder] and [Wet Thunder]."

Surya said and all the gods looked over.

null! ! !
"Still empty?!"

Surya jogged all the way and looked quickly towards the location of the divine spear [Amaka] and the divine conch [Devadatta].

null! null! null!
The chief immortal felt a sinking feeling in his heart and quickly looked towards the stone platforms around him.

"They're all empty!"

The chief priest said in surprise.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" said the sun god Surya in shock. "These artifacts were all placed here before."

"How come it's gone?"

The Wind God Fayou said in panic.

The chief priest narrowed his eyes slightly, looked thoughtful, and waved his hand.

"go!"

As he spoke, he brought the gods to the door of the temple.

“Who has been here?”

The chief priest asked.

The Gandharva warrior was excited. He stamped his feet, held his head high, and shouted quickly, "My lord, the Emperor of Heaven has been here!"

God!

Could it be that the Emperor of Heaven took away all the artifacts!
The gods looked at each other, not knowing how to solve the problem for a moment.

The chief immortal said nothing and flew towards the Garden of Various Plants. The gods hurriedly followed him.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
They returned to the Grove Garden, landed on the green grass, and stood beside the Bodhi tree.

"Teacher, what should I do?"

"If Varuna and I continue like this, it won't work!"

The wind god Vayu looked like he was being squeezed dry.

"Let me think!"

The sage who was the chief priest also looked troubled and looked at Indra in confusion.

"Does the Emperor of Heaven not want us to help bring rain?"

"It shouldn't be!"

"If the Emperor of Heaven continues to practice hard and affects the world, Lord Vishnu might interfere."

"Should we go find Kama, the God of Love, and interrupt the Emperor's ascetic practice with lust?"

The chief priest muttered in his heart.

hold head high! ! !
A cheerful elephant roar suddenly sounded in the ears of the immortal who was offering sacrifices.

At this moment, the sound of the elephant seemed to come from the cry of the creation of the world, and also like the guidance of the Vedas. Along with the inexplicable ticking music in his head, countless thoughts turned into ripples in his mind, echoing and contracting, returning to one point.

"I understand!"

The chief priest stood there in a daze, his mouth slightly open.

A look of realization suddenly appeared on his face.

He turned his head suddenly, and his eyes fell on the six-tusked white elephant that was spraying water in the lake not far away.

Airavata, the six-tusked white elephant!

"Aravasita!"

"Indra has already left a solution. The answer is right beside us!"

(End of this chapter)