Chapter 161 Let’s plant bananas. This is my decisive choice! (Please give me a monthly ticket and I
Boom!
Indra's voice was like thunder, and it echoed instantly.
"From now on!"
"Every time the old man casts a curse, he will feel the pain of this fruit burning in the fire!"
Indra stared at the ashes and said loudly.
Pain! Pain! Pain!
His voice kept echoing in the forest, and every tall tree, every leaf, and every flower was trembling.
The gods, asuras, and the three-phase gods also stared at this scene with their eyes fixed.
Boom!
Thunder roared in the sky, and countless bright white lightnings fell like Nagas, dancing wildly, flashing Indra's body, as if responding to the declaration of the Lord of Thunder and Lightning.
Adili sage clasped his hands together, shook his head, and looked puzzled.
"Why is this?"
Adili sage asked.
Why? !
Of course, it is to take revenge on this foul-mouthed guy!
But you can't say that in front of someone's father. Isn't that bullying the old man?
You must be careful!
Humph!
Indra couldn't help but smile.
He turned to look at the sage Adili, thought for a moment, and then said.
"Anger should be vented in the right place!"
"If a person leaves the truth and the Dharma, he is like an angry poisonous snake, biting everywhere, which will only cause irrational destruction."
"I hope that the sage Biyi can show kindness to the world and suppress his anger. I hope that every time he curses, he can find reason in this pain and maintain the Dharma of the world."
Indra said slowly.
His voice was calm and powerful, like waves hitting the reef, with deep power, echoing in the ears of the sage Adili.
"What a concise and profound word!"
Adili put his hands together, his eyes stagnated, thought for a while, and suddenly felt that it made a lot of sense.
Yes!
Biyi is so irritable!
If he could feel the pain of the burning fire when he cursed, he might have more empathy and treat others with kindness.
Thinking of this, the eyes of the sage Adili suddenly lit up.
Hmm?
The sage Sukara beside him also pondered Indra's words.
"He can actually say such a thing!"
The sage Sukara looked surprised and looked at Indra in astonishment.
Before he practiced asceticism, he had already seen that Indra was becoming more and more intelligent, as if the goddess of the Veda had come down to protect him, and he was very difficult to deal with.
Now Indra seems to be more intelligent.
He can say such profound words.
He is surprised! He is puzzled!
He is unbelievable!
Sukara was full of doubts, wondering what happened during his asceticism? !
More importantly...
"Adili, why do you want to call Indra the guardian of the Vedas?"
Sage Sukara was puzzled. He felt that he had missed a lot of things in his years of hard practice. He would have to ask other Asuras what happened during this period.
The fire god Agni lowered his head, listened to Indra's words, secretly glanced at the pile of ashes, and secretly applauded in his heart.
"Well done!"
"When he curses in the future, let him feel the pain!"
The fire god Agni complained in his heart.
...
At this time, Adili turned around.
Shua!
At this moment, a force of hard practice suddenly surged from his not-so-majestic body. The force of hard practice rose, condensed like fog, and burned like flames.
Boom!
The sky changed color, the clouds rolled in all directions, and thunder and lightning exploded continuously.
"Your ashes will turn into a fruit tree. When the fruit tree matures and bears fruit, you will be resurrected from the fruit, and this fruit will also become a necessity for the general sacrifice!"
As soon as the voice of the sage Adili fell.
Wow! ! !
Streams of golden light radiated from the ashes, shining in all directions and turning into a dazzling ball of light.
The golden ball of light floated up.
The light suddenly shrank and instantly turned into a banana seedling with large leaves like a giant grass.
Swish!
A faint light flickered.
The half-body shadow of the sage in the old clothes appeared on the leaves of the banana seedling, staring at Indra standing in front of him with wide eyes, and Agni behind him, as if he was about to get angry at any time.
Swish!
The next moment, the shadow disappeared.
The leaves of the banana seedling just shook, and a faint rustling sound was heard, and nothing else happened.
Huh? !
Indra stared at this scene.
He was startled at first, then his eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
Very good!
Before this guy was resurrected, he could only shake the leaves.
"Success, my husband is resurrected!"
Hodri said in surprise.
"It's good to be resurrected!"
Anusuye showed a happy smile on his face.
"Great!"
Adili Sage also breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed.
At this time, Shiva held the trident.
His originally depressed expression became joyful at this moment, and he looked at the plant with a smile.
"Holy!"
Datian slowly read these two words.
"It's really a sacred plant!"
Brahma's eyes lit up.
He stared at the plant, and his mouth curled slightly. His four arms emitted a strong divine light, reflecting the banana tree.
Vishnu's eyes were soft and he smiled.
"This sacred plant is made from the ashes of the sage. Its fruit will appear in the sacrifice. The sacrifice of the sage will appear in the form of this fruit in the sacrifice and be remembered by the world."
"Vedic sage!"
"Give this fruit tree a name."
Vishnu's smile was like a sunflower in the warm spring breeze, soft and brilliant, and he looked at the fruit tree with emotion.
As soon as the voice fell, the leaves of the fruit tree trembled, as if very excited.
Indra's eyes were fixed.
It seems that the consciousness of the sage of the sage of the sage can still feel the outside world!
With a smile on his face, he looked at the wife of the sage of the sage of the sage and asked, "What is your name."
"Hedri!"
Hedri clasped his hands together and asked in confusion.
Hearing this, Indra shook his head slightly, and then the corners of his mouth curled slightly.
Hedri means [banana].
According to legend, the old man cursed his wife Hedeli to turn into ashes because she did not wake him up on time. Then his father-in-law came and the old man blessed his wife to turn into a fruit tree in the ashes and named it "Hedeli".
This is the origin of the banana tree!
But now the situation has changed, and it is Hedeli's turn to water the old man.
Indra walked forward slowly and held the fruit tree with both hands.
"Husband and wife are a whole!"
"If the old man wants to be resurrected from this fruit tree, his wife must water the fruit tree, fertilize it and loosen the soil. She has made an indispensable contribution. So let's name this fruit tree after the old man's wife."
"Let's call it [Hedeli]!"
Indra's mouth curled slightly.
He clasped his hands together slightly, holding the bunch of banana seedlings that kept shaking, and walked in front of Hedeli.
"The old man has a bad temper, remember to water him more!"
Indra said solemnly.
"Thank you for your advice. I will water the bananas every day and try to make my husband bear fruit as soon as possible!"
"Praise to the wise man of the Vedas!"
Hodri clasped her hands together, with tears in her eyes, and looked at Indra with emotion.
What a kind and gentle god!
He even explained the details of planting trees clearly.
Hodri clasped her hands together slightly, carefully picked up the banana tree, and held it between her chest.
"Praise to the wise man of the Vedas!"
"Praise to the wise man of the Vedas!"
Adili and Anusuya also praised happily.
Although Biyi died, he can be resurrected. They can worry less about Biyi these days. It sounds really good!
Thinking of this, Adili laughed and felt even better.
"Then let's take our leave first and plant this banana tree!"
Adili clasped his hands together and said happily.
"Please!"
Indra was happy.
The old fellow, the Immortal of the Clothes, will probably be born again after staying in this banana tree for hundreds or thousands of years, but he can be quiet for a while.
This is a good thing!
"Wait!"
Wait! Wait! Wait!
Suddenly, the Immortal Sukara's face was cold and his expression was as cold as a glacier. He raised his hand, waved it, and pointed to the altar.
"Immortal Adili!"
"Immortal of the Clothes, you haven't chosen who to give the wreath to yet!"
