Chapter 1656:

"You seem a little uncomfortable now, so I'll tell you some good news."

"Speaking of which, you may not know that your wife, Tiannv Miaoyin, asked me to send you a message, saying that she had a very good life in my house, she had clothes to wear, good wine and food to eat, and I was able to have a **** emperor like me. Sleep with me, so you don't miss it."

"Oh, by the way, she just got pregnant with my child, um, it's been three months, and her belly is a lot rounder. Before I came, I couldn't tell whether it was a big shot or a big one, but It should be a big shot, after all, I just sent in a few shots before I came."

"You, shameless!!!" Brahma, who was about to escape, widened his eyes and scolded angrily, and the prepared escape technique was immediately delayed by half a beat.

Realizing this, Brahma suddenly lost his soul.

‘Not good! ’

"flaw!"

At this time, Indra saw the change in Brahma's momentum, waved his spear indifferently, and pierced Brahma's head straight.

Brahma twitched reflexively, and then fell limply to the ground.

Indra took out the spear indifferently, and then waved it again, piercing Brahma's heart, and then took out the vajra around his waist and smashed Brahma's six limbs and crotch in turn. His neck was cut off, and Brahma's spiritual identity was dug out from his head. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Brahma, who was dying, he laughed wantonly and said:

"Old man, don't be like this, walk happily~ After all, you are the brothers who fought together back then, your Brahma's prestige will not be cut off in my hands, but... that will be the name of me and the wonderful sound child... …”

At the end of the speech, Indra laughed and laughed, and the tears flowed again.

"Why do you say you are? Is it so bad for me to be the boss?"

He muttered, dug a hole in the ground, cut the rock on the side, made a tombstone, cut some wood, made a coffin, buried Brahma well, and then carried a gun and pinched Brahma. Lingge, grinning, left this nameless area with a grin.

In the sky, a silver light swept across the three mountains and five waters, and smashed into a lake under the surprised eyes of some demigods and inferior gods and Buddhas.

There was a strange silence for a moment, and then in the sound of pattering, some daring demigods began to approach the place where the silver light fell.

However, at this time, a terrifying will struck from afar, and quickly came to the place where the silver light landed, and dived into the lake.

The daring demigods suddenly seemed to have encountered something terrifying, and they didn't even want to fly towards the place where they came.

And at this moment, the existence of diving into the lake surfaced.

He wears a crown on his head, and is dressed in luxurious golden clothes. He has four slender arms, and two of them are holding a silver ball of light.

He slowly surfaced, but did not get a trace of water vapor.

His face was gentle, and there was always a smile on his face, and when he saw the silver ball of light in his hand, the smile on his face became more and more intense.

"Brahma has done a good job. Although things are not achieved in silence, they can at least hide it for a period of time, and this time is enough for us to heal, so the next step is to go to the place of reconciliation..."

The great Indian **** known by the world as Vishnu muttered to himself, while holding the sun sovereign with both hands, the two imaginary hands took out a brown wooden box carved with a dragon and snake pattern from his arms, and then put the sun sovereign on it. Inside the box, ready for sealing.

And at this moment, a sigh rang out.

"Amitabha, the donor can make the poor monk easy to find!"

Vishnu's face suddenly changed greatly, and at this moment, the golden withered bones stretched out from the nothingness and slowly grabbed Vishnu's head.

"Sakyamuni!!" Vishnu's face was suddenly white, and he wanted to open his mouth, but found that he suddenly lost the ability to open his mouth.

And at this moment, a dull voice sounded.

"Lend your spirituality to use it as a price to keep your life safe."

Vishnu was shocked, and after a glimmer of hope appeared in his heart that was full of despair, he immediately made a choice.

He gave up his resistance, relaxed his tense body, full of expectations, and watched with a bit of fear that the bone-like arm stretched out to his head, penetrated into his head, and on his spiritual frame, A part was cut off and then slowly retracted.

Knowing this, Vishnu understood that Sakyamuni had no intention of killing, and at the same time he also realized that Sakyamuni had just interfered mentally with himself, otherwise he would not have given up resistance in a short period of time and let Sakyamuni divide himself. linger.

"What do you want to do?" Vishnu suppressed his fear, squeezed the wooden box in his hand, and said hoarsely.

The withered arm paused for a while, and then a voice with a smile rang around.

"I said I wanted to join the Indian group of gods and become your avatar, do you believe it?"

"This... This is really an honor..." Vishnu laughed dryly, but he didn't believe in his heart. It was impossible for a cosmic truth to become his incarnation.

However, this is, Vishnu suddenly realized something and shouted with fear:

"You want to transfer your Buddhist karma to me?!!"

Sakyamuni did not admit it, but did not deny it, but silently retracted his arm, and brought part of Vishnu's spirituality back to the Pure Land.

Above the lake, Vishnu watched this scene, silent for a long time, and then let out a strange laugh.

"My life is worry-free, it's really a worry-free life. I'm afraid that the center won't let me die if I take on those debts..."

In the collapse, Vishnu leaned back and slammed into the lake.

This time, instead of preventing the water vapor, he let the cold lake water drown him, as if it would freeze his broken heart.

Chapter 341 News Spread

5566 Exterior door.

The handsome young man with long light brown hair, a man on the upper body and a horse on the lower body was silent. He walked along the forest path that was stepped out, passed through the forest, and came to the edge of a wooden house.

There was a fire burning on the edge of the wooden house, and by the fire, the poet Hesiod, with brown hair and a beard on his face, was squatting in front of the fire and roasting deer legs. Looking at the simmering legs on the fire, he didn't say a word, as if he was lost in thought.

And when the sound of the four horse hooves under the youth stomping on the ground sounded, Hesiod recovered his senses and turned to look at the person coming. When he saw the youth who was a centaur, he forced a smile and said:

"You're back, Your Highness Chiron."

"Well, I'm back, Hesiod."

The young man called Chiron nodded, and then stepped on the trail with some unease.

"What about Father, has he returned?"

Hesiod's face changed, and he glanced at the wooden house behind him with some fear. Seeing this scene, Chiron immediately knew the answer.

"I understand, I'm sorry to bother you."

He thanked him, and walked silently to the rough wooden house.

And as he passed Hesiod, the sturdy poet whispered.

"You can choose to escape..."

Chiron stopped and said with a complicated and inexplicable expression:

"Impossible, no one in this world can escape the mercy of fate."