Indian mythology, the Emperor of Heaven is not working today

"Praise to Vayu, the god of wind! Praise to Varuna, the god of water!"

Indra smiled and put his hands together.

He then grabbed the golden plate with red petals, and threw out the beautiful red flowers with a faint fragrance, like a fairy scattering flowers.

Splash!

The flowers fell like rain, and the red flowers fluttered, slowly falling into the sacrificial fire.

The next moment, the sound of the wind came suddenly, and the sound of the wind was light and agile, turning into a pleasant ethereal and ethereal sound that was transmitted; there was also the gurgling of water, splashing like rain, and like dripping water wearing away stones.

Two figures emitting divine power stood side by side and appeared in front of him.

One was wearing a light armor like deerskin, with a slender figure and a handsome face; the other was wearing a water-blue divine armor, dotted with golden brilliance, and had a handsome appearance.

Vayu, the god of wind! Varuna, the god of water!

"I am very satisfied with your sacrifice!"

The two spoke subconsciously.

Vayu and Varuna looked at the same time, and the figure of Indra, the emperor of heaven, was instantly reflected in their eyes.

Boom!

The two people's eyeballs trembled, their eyebrows seemed to be broken, their eyebrows were raised high, their minds roared, and two surprised faces were revealed.

The invisible sound of thunder seemed to resound at this time.

Boom!

At this time, Indra knelt and sat cross-legged, sitting calmly in front of the fire pit.

The original dazzling golden armor, gorgeous golden crown, and eye-catching red cloak were all removed at this time, replaced by the plain white robe.

He looked calm, opened his chest, and wore a string of vajra bodhi seeds on his wrists, exuding a faint sense of tranquility and peace of mind.

"Praise to the wind god Vayu, praise to the water god Varuna!"

Indra put his hands together, smiled and nodded.

The wind god Vayu and the water god Varuna also put their hands together and looked at Indra in surprise.

"Praise the Emperor of Heaven! Praise Indra!"

"Praise the Emperor of Heaven Indra!"

The two shook their heads slightly, with complicated expressions.

This outfit...

Will the Emperor of Heaven go to practice asceticism again?

Indra raised his head and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Since my sacrifice has met the requirements and pleased the two of you, I hope that you can continue to perform cloud and rain affairs for me when I am not here!"

"I hope the two Lords will meet my wishes!"

Indra put his hands together and smiled.

Hearing this, it was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and an invisible rumble exploded in the ears of the two. The wind god Vayu opened his eyes wide, and the water god also opened his mouth slightly, all looking at the smiling Indra in astonishment.

Ah?

It's them again!

I still remember that the two of them worked hard last time and finally took over for a period of time.

Now that the sacrifice has been restored, the heaven has been recaptured, and the divine power is complete, no one wants to do this kind of hard work.

It's just...

Now that the sacrifice is completed, they are all here!

They are here!

It has to be done!

This is also part of the Dharma!

The two had complicated expressions on their faces, slowly raised their right hands, and pointed their white palms at Indra, emitting a sacred light and falling down.

"As you wish!"

"As you wish! As you wish! As you wish!"

The voices of Vayu and Varuna mixed together, overlapping, slowly surging around like waves, constantly echoing in this palace, and reaching Indra's ears.

The expressions of the two were very complicated and indescribable.

Indra's face was solemn, but he was very happy in his heart, but he held it back, he couldn't laugh!

He straightened his face and looked at Vayu and Varuna, with a little seriousness in his voice.

"You are finally here!"

"Sit down!"

Indra slowly stood up, walked around the sacrificial fire and came to the two, patted their shoulders, and motioned them to sit down.

The wind god Vayu and the water god Varuna knelt down and sat cross-legged on the red carpet beside the sacrificial fire.

They looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

Why did the Emperor of Heaven have to practice hard again?

The next moment, Indra sat next to him. A light flashed in his hand, and a stack of golden plates appeared. On the golden plates, the yellow sweet steamed dumplings were neatly placed.

"???"

Vayu and Varuna looked at this scene with puzzlement.

"Do you know how mortals can send this stack of sweet steamed dumplings to their mouths with only their hands, and their hands cannot be bent?"

Indra tilted his head slightly and said.

Vayu and Varuna frowned and looked at the plate of sweet steamed dumplings together.

The golden plate was brilliant, emitting a faint golden light, and the sweet steamed dumplings were fragrant, emitting a sweet honey-like scent, which made people's appetites open.

Without using their hands.

They have countless ways to eat these sweet steamed dumplings.

Whether it is grabbing with divine power, sucking with wind, or sending with water, there are countless ways.

But if they are mortals, they can only use their hands, and their hands cannot be bent...

The wind god Vayu raised his right hand, grabbed a yellow sweet steamed dumpling, opened his mouth and was about to suck it into his mouth.

"Only use your hands!"

"You can't use anything else!"

Indra's faint voice with a smile sounded.

Vayu frowned.

Unless they don't use human form and show their other forms, then they are not mortals.

Varuna was also puzzled. If they were mortals, they could only stretch their necks to eat. He tried to stretch his neck forward, but it was still too far.

No!

"It's definitely not possible for mortals."

"It can't be touched at all!"

Vayu and Varuna said very confidently.

The next moment, Indra smiled. He lowered his head, leaned forward slightly, stretched out his right hand, and picked up a sweet steamed dumpling from the golden plate. However, he did not make any unnecessary movements and just brought it to Vayu's mouth. .

Wayu opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at the sweet steamed dumplings in front of him.

At this moment, he only felt a bolt of lightning falling, splitting his head with a bang, and he suddenly realized.

So that’s it!

"family!"

Vayou opened his eyes wide, his expression condensed, and murmured to himself.

Varuna also stared at the sweet steamed dumplings, his expression dull and thoughtful.

"We are all family!"

Valou's face was solemn and he also spoke.

"Among mortals, even if someone cannot bend his hand, he can still eat it."

"Because this is family!"

As Indra spoke, he smiled and put the sweet steamed dumplings back on the plate.

well!

He stood up slowly, turned his back to Vayu and Varuna, and sighed.

"Now Asura, Motu and Gaidaba are lurking in the dark. They are blessed by the Lord and are powerful. No one knows what conspiracy they have!"

"I am the Emperor of Heaven!"

"It is my unshirkable responsibility to protect the heaven, protect the gods, protect our families, and maintain the peace of the three realms!"

"The only way I can think of now is to practice hard and obtain blessings to resist these three asuras."

"But we cannot let go of the responsibility of raining in the human world!"

“I don’t want to go against the dharma, nor do I want to live up to God’s expectations, and let go of this vocation!”

Indra's voice was deep.

The next moment, he turned around suddenly and stared at Vayu and Varuna with serious eyes.

"Vayu, Varuna, my brothers!"

Indra murmured.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Vayou and Varuna stood up quickly.

Both of them looked serious and full of momentum, their eyes were fixed and they stared at Indra without blinking, as if they were about to be entrusted with some kind of mission.