Chapter 356: Believers heading to Anga, parting ways (asking for monthly tickets!)

"Banana milk porridge!"

"Delicious banana milk porridge!"

[Udoma] looked a little mature, with a black beard on his chin, a harmonious smile on the corner of his mouth, and a red sacrificial robe on his body.

He and several young ascetics were all giving milk porridge at the entrance of the temple!

A trace of the power of asceticism was surging in these people.

Indra's eyes fell, and this trace of eyes fell with it, like the mottled shadow under the broad leaves of the banana tree, falling on [Udoma].

Swish!

At this moment, [Udoma] seemed to have a telepathic connection.

He blinked, revealing his white eyes, and listened to the surroundings with his ears left and right.

"Teacher!"

"What's wrong with you?"

The young ascetic next to him asked.

[Udoma] slowly said: "I heard the rustling of leaves in the wind, the sound of clouds patrolling the earth, and the sound of raindrops falling."

Hearing this, the disciples next to him looked up at the sky.

The sky was clear, and the blazing light was pouring down. It was empty, without a single cloud.

"Teacher!"

"Did you hear wrongly? There are no clouds here!"

A disciple asked.

[Utama] smiled slightly.

"You must learn to cut off doubts with wisdom!"

"When your wisdom tells you the truth, then don't doubt yourself. This world, the other world, and happiness do not belong to those who doubt themselves!"

[Utama] said.

"I want to enter the temple!"

[Utama] was about to leave.

Hearing this, the disciples beside him could not help showing surprise and worry.

"Teacher!"

"You have promised King [Anga] that you will go to [Anga] to teach Prince [Rama Bhadra]!"

"You said that we will leave after the milk porridge is donated this time. Now it has been delayed for so long, are you still reluctant to leave?"

The disciple asked.

"!!!"

Hearing this, Indra's eyes flickered.

Anga, also known as [Anga].

In this land, Anga is also an extremely powerful human kingdom.

It seems that the king of [Anga] is going to invite [Utama] to teach the little prince [Rama Bhadra].

"Don't worry!"

[Utama] said.

Hearing this, the disciples handed over the blind stick, and Utama took steps and flew carefully towards the temple.

Da Da Da!

The wooden stick gently tapped the ground, making a rhythmic knocking sound.

[Utama] stepped up and walked into the tall temple.

Inside the temple, the lamps were lit one after another, and the bright candlelight burned, emitting a faint smell of fireworks, floating towards [Utama]'s body.

He slowly walked to the deepest part of the temple, where the three statues were located.

The three statues were simple in shape.

Among them, the statues of Indra, Salama and Arapatu were erected respectively.

Under the influence of lamp oil, these three statues seemed to be covered with ghee, emitting a bright glow.

Swish!

[Utama] put his hands together.

"Lord!"

"I will leave Kashi soon!"

"The king of [Anga] respects you very much and wants to worship you and offer sacrifices to you, so he invited me to be the prince's teacher!"

"I also want to go and see, I believe it will be a hard practice!"

[Utama] put his hands together and muttered to himself.

At this point, a flash of light appeared in his hands, and a golden plate appeared, with a huge mango on it.

He held the plate high and gently rotated it towards the statue of Indra to offer it.

Indra shook his head.

He smiled and spread his hands, and a big mango appeared in the air.

Then, [Utama] offered to Arapatu and Salama in turn.

When the offering to Salama was about to end.

[Utama] suddenly came up and whispered.

"Mother of the divine dog!"

"I told the story you told me. In the story you told me, Airavata was helpless and went to pray to Salama."

"But the main temple of Airavata seemed to have a miracle later!"

"They changed the story!"

"It's not my fault!"

[Utama] muttered in a low voice.

"So that's it!"

"The story about the Airavata temple was spread by Salama?"

Indra raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a hint of realization.

Good guy!

This story was obviously made up by both sides!

At this time, [Utama] finally stopped talking.

He put his hands together and slowly stepped back until he turned around at the door of the hall.

Shua!

He took a step, holding his cane, and walked out of the temple carefully.

Indra stepped out.

He and Shezhi followed behind [Utama] like an invisible being, and saw them pack up everything and prepare to start their journey.

On both sides of the road outside the temple, people gathered here to pay tribute to [Utama] and bid farewell.

It was quite lively!

"Don't worry!"

"They are just leaving Kashi and heading to Anga."

Shezhi comforted.

The ascetics are protected by ascetics on this road, and ordinary beasts and rakshasas can't do anything to them.

Of course, it's not certain if they encounter asuras!

"Send them a way!"

"Prosperity!"

While Indra was speaking, he raised his right hand, and a bright red cloud like a mandala flower instantly floated out from behind him.

Swish!

The cloud of [prosperity] floated up and spun in the air.

The bright red cloud exuded the fragrance of flowers, and also scattered beautiful flowers.

Crash!

Countless flowers fell from the sky.

This scene instantly attracted the attention of the people around who were seeing them off.

They opened their eyes wide, opened their hands, and then these flowers that fell from the sky, couldn't help but put them to their noses and sniffed gently.

"Flowers! They are flowers!"

"What a fragrance!"

"Miracle, it really smells good!"

Some people cheered in surprise; some people turned around; some people squatted down and picked up a handful of flowers and sprinkled them into the air.

The surroundings immediately became lively!

"Look!"

"The footprints there!"

"The gods have descended!"

Suddenly, someone pointed to the place covered by petals in surprise.

Among the countless petals, two pairs of golden footprints appeared in the sea of flowers. No matter how many flowers fell, they could not be covered.

Swish!

[Utama] turned slowly.

In an instant, he felt the tall figure of the Lord, Indra, appeared in his mind, and there was another slender female figure beside him.

Woo woo woo~

The sacred sound of the conch also spread out at this moment, spreading around the temple.

"Lord!"

"Praise the Lord!"

[Utama] put his hands together, shook his head with excitement, and worshiped.

"Praise the Lord!"

...

His disciples and the people around him all followed suit.

Indra smiled, slowly raised his right hand, his palm facing Utama, and signaled him to stand up.