Chapter 207
After the woman finished making her vow, her friends laughed.
"Let's go, don't fight here."
The two immortals walked out of the palace of Dasharatha side by side, sunlight shining on their path.
It didn't seem like they were going to fight to the death; it looked more like they were going on a picnic or holding some important ceremony.
The Dasharatha suddenly realized what was happening and chased after him.
But the area outside the palace was empty, with only two lines of clouds extending northward.
This is the first time ever that immortals have fought each other.
In the previous era, the land was vast and sparsely populated, and the order of the Dharma had not yet been established.
Although the immortals had their own conflicts, under the powerful rule of the Progenitor Daksha, they either My Style the world or joined the Lord of Life's group to advocate for him.
Although Kashyapa became the ruler of this era, as ironically put it, the slow-paced Kashyapa did not possess the kind of authority that commanded submission.
Although the immortals became honored guests of the kings of various kingdoms, they did not harm each other's harmony when the Kshatriya fought each other to the death.
—War belongs to Dharma Kshatriya and has nothing to do with the noble Brahmin.
This is a consensus among the immortals.
But things are different now. Both immortals are filled with resentment and anger, and they are attacking with all their might.
Ji Yu drew his bow and nocked an arrow, shooting as he moved at incredible speed through the forest, water, and air.
His archery skills were extremely exquisite. Sometimes his arrows formed a straight line in the air, sometimes they suddenly grew larger like rolling logs, sometimes they fell in jagged patterns like a net in the sky, and sometimes they followed an arc-like trajectory that was unpredictable, yet secretly contained a terrifying killing intent.
The friends held Rama in their arms, reached out and stroked the wooden staff, and used Maya Illusionary Power to pinch out a spear tip at the top.
He would sometimes disappear into the wind, sometimes appear from the bushes, and sometimes leap out from the reflection on the water, wielding a long spear as if it were a dragon or a snake.
His spear technique was unparalleled in its versatility, sometimes as fierce as a thunderbolt, sometimes as gentle as flowing water, sometimes as swift as a whirlwind, and sometimes as immovable as a mountain, blocking all the arrows.
Finally, the group seized the opportunity and shot Jiyu through the chest and abdomen.
"Jiyu, die!"
However, Ji Yu laughed menacingly, disregarding the fact that he was falling from the sky, and reached out to draw his bow and nock an arrow.
This arrow was unavoidable at close range.
The arms of the friends were blown to pieces, and the swaddling clothes containing Rama were also blown to smithereens in the gale!
The two immortals fell from the sky without regard for anything else, crashing to the ground like meteors.
Ji Yu and his friends fought like wild beasts, completely losing their sage-like demeanor.
A moment later, the Immortal Jiyu finally lost all his strength.
He stared intently at his friends, then stopped breathing.
277 The Spirit Pearl Reborn, the Monkey God Returns to the Mountain
Immortal Jiyu stared at his friends, his pale hair hanging down like weeds that could be found everywhere in this wilderness.
With a thud, his body instantly began to swell, exploding into a raging, verdant wind. The splattered flesh and blood took root on the ground, forming scattered lakes and deep pools. His bones and hair dissolved into the soil, becoming straight reeds and wild grasses as straight as arrows.
The reeds are scarlet like blood, and the wild grasses are pale like bones.
Before his friends lay an empty wasteland, overgrown with water and grass.
His left arm was still bleeding from the broken wound.
The pale-faced friends stood up, took a few steps with their canes, and thought to themselves that they should smile now.
But he forced a smile, and what finally escaped his throat was only a roar like that of a wounded beast.
This will certainly not be the first time that conspiracies, betrayals, and killings have arisen from personal grudges. The friends thought to themselves.
He had a sudden feeling that sooner or later, an even grander murder than the one taking place today would unfold on the Kurukshetra.
In Fangcun Mountain, under the Bodhi Tree.
Suddenly, Hebe reached out and grabbed at the person in front of her.
When he withdrew his hand again, a pearl that seemed to be formed from mist appeared in his palm.
"World Honored One, this is..." Kama, who was massaging Hebe's feet, stared wide-eyed.
Hebe shook her head helplessly.
She had been observing his every move through the marks she left on her friends.
In fact, Hebe originally planned to take Rama away while he was fighting with Jiyu.
But the arrow that the Immortal Jiyu shot before his death not only shattered the arms of his friends, but also killed Prince Rama, whom he was holding.
Perhaps in the original mythology, Rama was a hero who could slay the Ravana, and was also regarded as an incarnation of Vishnu.
But now he is just an infant, how can he withstand Ji Yu's desperate counterattack?
Perhaps this was the final act of malice from the Immortal Jiyu: You wanted to train a disciple to kill the Ravana, so what now?
In the end, even Hebe could only retrieve Rama's spirit body and mold it into a spirit pearl.
Of course, to Hebe's surprise, the Immortal Jiyu was able to have a profound impact even after his death, permanently and deeply changing the terrain of the entire Kurukshetra.
In the previous era, she swiftly and decisively blew the heads off more than a dozen immortals of the Dasha Group, yet this situation never occurred.
Immortals are not transcendent beings; they are closer to beasts.
The Dharma is to them what destiny is to beasts.
Could it be that with the version update, these immortals who practice the Dharma and destiny have also acquired the characteristics of "twilight" to some extent?
Unfortunately, the experimental sample size was too small...
Hebe frowned slightly and briefly explained the conflict between Jiyu and Zhongyou to Kama.
"In that case, what will happen to Ravana?" Kama frowned. " With Rama dead and his friends crippled, who can defeat him?"
"It doesn't matter, I'll take care of it." Hebe extended her palm.
The precious pearl was spinning in Hebe's palm, sometimes appearing golden-red, sometimes as white as the moon.
"What a beautiful spirit pearl!" Kama exclaimed. "May I touch it?"
"It's best not to," Hebe said. "The Void Fire within you burns the spiritual body."
"Oh..." Kama was somewhat disappointed.
Hebe was about to speak when his expression turned strange as he stared at the pearl in his palm.
'Spirit Pearl... Lingzhuzi?'
First came a cheaper alternative to the Monkey King, and then came a cheaper alternative to Nezha.
So, who's going to fill in the gap for me, the Erlang Shen part? Surely not Karna?
Hebe smiled wryly, and two pills flew out from the halo behind his head.
These two pills are none other than the records of the 3,650 Taiping Wen Shu), and the attendant under the Pearl Seat.
Since arriving in Bharata, Hebe has spent his free time practicing the magic recorded in the Taiping Wen Shu, and has already mastered more than three thousand Wild Arts, simplifying and innovating them.
Theoretically speaking, after Hebe has learned all the spells, these two pills should return to the Water Palace Immortal Class.
But they showed no signs of disappearing.
Normally, they would circle around Hebe like satellites, and occasionally watch the live broadcast in the Great Radiant Light with her, which they enjoyed immensely.
Hebe privately thought that it might be because he was in the Lostbelt that these two could not return to the Water Palace Immortal Class immediately.
"Gentlemen," Hebe said carefully, "There is now a good opportunity to go out into the mortal world."
"The spirit pearl in my hand was originally destined to be a hero who killed the Demon King, but due to various unforeseen events, it died shortly after birth."
Beneath the Bodhi Tree, Hebe's clear voice echoed in all directions.
The Yin-Yang Twin Pills hovered on her shoulders, swaying slightly.
"This hero is no ordinary person. But after all, he has gone through several life-and-death situations. If he is sent to be reincarnated like this, he will probably still die young."
"Therefore, we must ask the two of you to make a choice to become the vessel for this spiritual pearl and travel back and forth in the mortal world."
Hebe's gaze shifted. "Which of you will come?"
She originally thought the two pills would hesitate a bit, but to her surprise, the two pills disappeared into the spirit pearl at the same time!
In an instant, the spirit pearl in Hebe's palm began to swell.
Hebe frowned slightly.
The expansion of the spirit orb then slowed down indefinitely.
Hebe nodded slightly, it seemed that the two dumplings recognized her.
"You two, get ready, I'm about to send you to your next reincarnation." Hebe chuckled maliciously. "And three years from now, don't forget the name 'Patriarch Bodhi'!"
She flipped her hand and pushed the spirit pearl straight out of Fangcun Mountain!
Unbeknownst to everyone, the spirit pearl fell into the womb of the village chief's wife.
As night deepened, the village chief's wife, who had been unable to conceive for a long time, suddenly awoke.
"W-what's wrong?" the village chief asked, still half asleep.
Under the moonlight, he saw his wife's face flushed. "Just now, I dreamed of an extremely beautiful spiritual pearl that fell from the sky into my belly."
"Huh?" The village chief exclaimed in surprise. "This, this can't be... Never mind, I'll ask Hanuman tomorrow."
The next day, when they went to work in the fields, the village chief stopped Hanuman and expressed his doubts.
The monkey scratched its head. "Your situation probably isn't a case of 'sensory reproduction'."
Over this period of time, Hanuman has been able to approach his past with equanimity.
"Sensing birth isn't that easy," Hanuman gestured. "For example, my mother... was playing with her companions in the forest when a sudden gust of wind swept her into the sky. All her companions thought she was dead, but she landed safely a day and a night later."
"When I was traveling in the Kshatriya cities, I heard them tell similar stories. A virtuous woman was washing clothes by the river when she accidentally stepped on Indra's footprints. Suddenly, thunder and lightning struck the sky, and she felt flustered and hot. She ran home immediately."
"There was also a Kshatriya princess who got lost in the forest. She saw some sweet, glistening nectar on the grass and greedily drank some... In an instant, the entire forest withered."
Hanuman spoke eloquently.
"So do you understand now? Birth by psychic intervention is usually accompanied by all sorts of unusual phenomena. At the very least, there will be thunder and lightning, and a storm," Hanuman said. "As for my sister-in-law's situation, I think it's possible that some important person has been reincarnated from the Pure Land."
"Is reincarnation really possible?" the village chief asked in surprise and doubt.
"Theoretically speaking, there isn't one," Hanuman said in a low voice. "I've never seen one either."
Before he could finish speaking, the monkey smiled helplessly again.
"But for many people who harbor regrets, being able to be reincarnated might not be a bad thing..."
In any case, there will always be people you want to see again, and words you want to say more.
The Immortal Zhongyou wished to pray for their sons who might become outcasts; Hanuman also longed to see his mother one last time.
The village chief's doubts were mostly resolved, and he was about to turn and leave when Hanuman called him back.
"By the way, brother," Hanuman said, "There may have been some unusual signs about the baby in your sister-in-law's belly before it was born."
The village chief, who had already stood up, sat back down. "Wh-what strange omen?"
"I'm not sure either," the monkey said hesitantly. "Perhaps the pregnancy was longer, or perhaps my sister-in-law possessed some unusual abilities, but these abilities disappeared immediately after giving birth..."
Hanuman's words only made the village chief more anxious.
However, as time went by, the village chief's wife's belly grew bigger day by day.
In just seven days, her abdomen swelled to the size of an average woman's seven-month pregnancy.
But the village chief's wife had no mobility issues whatsoever; in fact, she was even stronger than the strongest young man in the village.
As time went on, the village chief's wife was no longer content to stay at home; she even took over her husband's work in the fields, doing it quickly and well.
Will this really not have any adverse effects on the body or the fetus?