Chapter 57: The Filial Son, the Test of Snake Fire (Seeking Follow-up Reading)

"It's actually...them!"

The golden bed slowly stood up from the throne. With a terrifying aura, a mighty gale surged around him, blowing away the Asura maids around him.

"Indra! Vishnu!"

Jin Chuang gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse, and squeezed out the two names from his throat, his body shaking with anger.

Rebel!

This traitor!

How dare you offer sacrifice to his great hatred!

"Bharaharata!!!"

The golden bed roared, and a violent wave of air surged. At this moment, the entire heaven was echoing his roar, conveying his anger.

He raised his head and flew up into the sky like a meteor chasing the moon, and fell straight into the palace.

boom!
The palace shook violently, dust filled the sky, and countless pieces of rubble fell.

The golden bed stepped out from the smoke, casting a tall shadow that enveloped a young man wearing a golden crown and red clothes.

The young man sat cross-legged on the ground with a smile on his face. The blazing fire in front of him cast a red glow on his face.

"Praise to Indra!"

Praharata was smiling.

He put his hands together, uttered a salute, then grabbed the pile of red pollen around him and sprinkled it on the sacrificial fire.

Jinchuang's eyes widened, his body trembled slightly, and his fists clenched tightly.

"Praharada!"

Golden Bed Road.

Hearing this, Paraharata turned around suddenly, with excitement appearing in his clear eyes.

"Father, you are back!"

With a look of joy on his face, Praharatha quickly stood up and trotted to the golden bed.

The golden bed looked at him coldly, with a scrutinizing gaze that kept scanning Paraharata.

He narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists and spoke slowly.

"You are……"

"A follower of Indra?!"

The golden bed stared intently.

"Of course not!"

Praharada smiled and shook his head, blinking his eyes and looking at his father with joy.

what? !

Hearing this, Jinchuang was slightly stunned.

If you are not a follower of Indra, then why are you offering sacrifices to Indra? !

But before the golden bed could react, Praharatha folded his hands together and said with an innocent smile, "I am a devotee of Lord Vishnu. I am offering sacrifices to the God because you, father, have not been home for a long time."

"I hope he will give up the hatred between him and you, my father, and we can reconcile."

"In this case, giving up the heavens is actually not a big deal. We can live just as well in the earthly realm."

"You can go home too, and reunite with your family!"

Praharata spread out his hands and looked at the golden bed happily.

"Father!"

"You've returned at this time. My sacrifice should have reached the ears of the Emperor of Heaven. Have you reconciled?"

There was a gleam in Praharatha's eyes.

He raised his hands expectantly, wanting to grasp his father's strong arms.

boom!
But the next moment, a big hand came out and slammed Prajnaparamita's chest, pushing him away, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

Praharada fell to the ground, supported himself on his elbows, and looked up at his father in confusion.

Jinchuang stood there, expressionless.

He raised his head high, looked down at his young child with an indifferent expression, and made a cold and ruthless voice.

"Stupid! Weak!"

"You actually prayed to your father's enemy and weakly begged for mercy. Are you still my son? I am ashamed of you!"

"Somebody come!"

"Put him in jail for five hundred years to sober him up!"

Jinchuang said coldly.

He had to keep a close eye on Indra and had no time to play house with Praharada.

After saying this, he waved his hand suddenly, turned around and walked out of the palace with an expressionless face. Groups of Asura warriors ran past him and rushed towards Praharatha.

……

Time goes by, rain or shine.

The golden bed remains unchanged.

He sat on the throne with his legs spread wide, his left elbow supporting the throne, his chin supported by one hand, and staring at the sky.

Today is another peaceful day!
"After so many years, how come the power of the gods hasn't been exhausted yet?"

"Could it be that Brahma is helping the gods?" Jinchuang murmured in his heart.

His eyes rolled, he slowly stood up and twisted his neck.

Suddenly, a streak of light flashed across the sky and flew towards him.

"!!!"

The golden bed shuddered, and quickly perked up, suddenly standing up from the throne.

However, when he looked closely, a hint of disappointment appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The person flying over had a black hood on his head, so his features could not be seen clearly, but his figure was very slender, very different from Indra.

Not Indra!
"Second brother, here I come!"

The black hooded figure landed on the platform and uttered a familiar voice.

"Holiga!"

Jinchuang also recognized the person in front of him and called out his name.

The next moment, she slowly lifted her black hood, revealing a smooth and beautiful face, it was the Golden Bed's sister [Huolijia].

Hollyja has a very beautiful face.

Do not!
Now she is even more beautiful and charming.

"Have you completed your penance?"

Jinchuang asked.

He heard from his teacher Sukara that after churning the ocean of milk, Holika had been doing penance to Shiva, hoping to receive blessings and restore her appearance.

Now it seems that Huo Lijia succeeded!
"Of course!"

Huo Lijia raised the corners of her mouth slightly, raised her hands and gently stroked her face, which was no longer scarred, feeling very proud.

She was injured by the flames of the Thousand-Headed Snake King Shesha, which burned her face. Now, through hard practice, she has restored her appearance and has also received blessings.

"correct!"

"Second brother, why is there the sound of Vishnu's sacrifice in your palace? Have you forgotten the revenge of your eldest brother?"

Suddenly, Hollyga asked.

what? !

Jinchuang was suddenly stunned, then looked at the people around him with angry eyes.

“Who is offering sacrifice to Vishnu!”

Jinchuang said angrily.

"Forehead……"

The attendants around him all pursed their lips, lowered their heads, looked at each other, and dared not speak.

"Say!"

Jinchuang gritted his teeth.

The surrounding Asura guards immediately knelt on the ground and said tremblingly.

"The prince is still praising Vishnu!"

"Now the prince has to prepare fire sacrifices in the palace every day and praise Vishnu all day long!"

The Ashura guard said in horror.

what? !

Jinchuang's eyes widened with burning anger. He grabbed Asura's head and brought it in front of him.

"I threw him into jail!"

Jinchuang was angry and confused.

"King, have you forgotten everything?" Ashura's attendant shrank back, his voice trembling. "You have been here for nearly seven hundred years, the prince should have come out long ago!"

what! ! !
Jin Chuang was so angry that he was shaking all over and pushed the guard away.

"Praharada!"

"You never change your bad habits. Damn it! Damn it!"

Jinchuang said angrily.

Hearing this, Huo Lijia, who was standing nearby, also heard what happened. She couldn't help but smile, raised her fingers to cover her red lips, and said with a smile: "It seems that your son, second brother, doesn't listen to you!"

"But I can help you, second brother!"

Hollyja smiled.

Ok? !

Jinchuang turned his head suddenly and looked at Huo Lijia.

"Say!"

Golden Bed Road.

A cold light flashed in Huo Lijia's eyes. She raised her goose neck high and pinched with her bare fingers.

Swish!
A ball of fire burned from her fingertips.

"This is the snake fire of the snake king Shesha. I collected it after it was disfigured!"

"After my hard training, I was blessed with the ability to not be burned by flames when wearing a hood. I will enter this serpentine fire with him to see if his god can help him in the face of life and death!"

(End of this chapter)