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Indian Mythology: the Heavenly Emperor is not working today

In Indian mythology, the Three Aspects Deity suppressed the current age. Many Immortals cursed all the gods. Asuras, after millennia of arduous cultivation, would always attack the Heavenly Realm and beat up the Heavenly Emperor upon receiving a boon. "Arduous cultivation, receiving boons, beating up the Heavenly Emperor, why is Indian mythology always like this? I'm the one who gets beaten and suffers; I quit!" Indra, who had reincarnated as the Heavenly Emperor, was furious. And so... "Whoever loves being the Heavenly Emperor, be my guest; I'm not going to work!" Indra said. "Hey, hey, hey, the script isn't supposed to go like this," the Destroyer God Shiva said, full of question marks. "You've performed great meritorious deeds in the past. This position of the Heavenly Emperor is rightfully yours. If not, there will be chaos in the world!" the Protector God Vishnu said anxiously. "No, Heavenly Emperor, I'll give you a boon. Go quickly and beat up the Asura!" the Creator God Brahma spoke thus.

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Indra and Tuoti Zhe the Immortal continued forward.

"We've almost gone in a circle around Kailash, why can't we find it!"

"To find a quiet spot where you can also bask in the sun, why is it so hard!"

Indra lamented in his heart.

Is there really no place in this vast Kailash with so many people for him to undergo ascetic practice?

This is just unacceptable!

"Why is there an extra path here?"

Tuoti Zhe the Immortal looked at a new path with surprise, murmuring to himself.

"Let's have a look!"

Indra said, curious.

The two followed the path, with dense green forest flashing by them, branches and leaves lush and all things burgeoning, until they reached the end of the path.

An open space then appeared before their eyes.

Surrounded by dense forest, only this one place was open and pleasant, without a single weed, the bright sunshine spilling down, reaching directly here.

What was even more wonderful was that at the center of this open space, there was a huge snow-white stone.