[Indian Mythology] Self-cultivation of male gods

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Satie waved her hand to Aditi, she wanted to pick the jasmine back before sunset so that her father Dasha could hold the fire ceremony.

There are many conditions for holding a fire sacrifice, and jasmine is one of the most important items. After all, it is not only the sacrifices that must be taken away by the fire god Agni, but also those sacrifices that can make the gods feel happy. .And jasmine is one of the most needed offerings.

Without jasmine, the fire festival cannot be performed.

And her father Dasha couldn't be transported into the temple because of the statue of Vishnu, and she saw his anxiety and uneasiness... Sati couldn't let her father suffer any insult, let alone damage his reputation, So, regardless of obstacles, she rushed here just for those beautiful flowers.

It takes more than jasmine to perform a fire festival.

But now, they just lacked Jasmine.

"But you're going to the north again..." Aditi grabbed Satie, unwilling to let go.

"Sister, look at what you said, as if I have really been to the north!" Satie shook her head and smiled at Aditi, "Okay, my sister, stop talking, If I say anything else, I won't have time to bring Jasmine back!"

As Satie said, she broke away from Aditi's hand and ran to the north.

At some point, the guards here have been withdrawn, Satie can come and go freely, and even if she can come and go freely...but it is still difficult for her to set foot in the north... She doesn't know why, so she just It seemed that she had encountered something in the north, but she also felt that she yearned for the north.

She was walking on the road, and the more she walked, the more she felt that this road was very familiar, but she didn't know where it was familiar.

She also felt that something was wrong... It is really not normal to see the jasmine she was looking for when she walked anywhere... Satie's power is not strong, and her divine power can only be obtained from Dasha. It's just a little bit of divine power, and this divine power...she doesn't know why her father gave it to her.

She continued walking, and the more she walked, the more she felt familiar... At this moment, a little girl's voice reached her ears, and the little girl said, "Gama, what thread do you think I should use to tie my father?" Live these flowers?"

"Goddess, the only threads I have here are butterflies and bees, but I think for your father, no matter what kind of silk thread it is, he will readily accept it. Even a hair, he will think it is a priceless treasure. As long as it is sincere It was dedicated to him." Kama replied softly, "Look, I made a wreath out of bees and gave it to him."

Gamo is the God of Love, and the girl sounds only a few years old. Satie doesn't know which other goddess she doesn't know, but how old is the goddess... who could it be?

At this time, the voice of Goddess Lakshmi came: "Mani, I have a gold thread here, and a necklace made of precious stones. Come and see if this can be used as a garland."

"Okay!" The girl's voice sounded louder.

Satie was standing on the path, and the place where the sound came out was only a few feet away from her. She raised her foot, stepped on the dew-stained tender grass, and walked around several big trees , I saw the scene in the flower garden - a beautiful and lovely girl in a red dress, with beautiful hair accessories on her head, dressed like a princess from head to toe, even Satie was a child Without such an exquisite dress like hers, and this little girl looked only three or two years old, but she didn't look like a three or two-year-old child at all. She held the woven flowers and walked around Goddess Lakshmi three times, and again Turning around, he raised the garland and dedicated it to a god standing beside him.

The god is tall and beautiful.

His feet were delicate, his toenails glistened like rubies, and his ankles were studded with gold chains with precious stones and pearls, but not so much as a tiny bump on his ankle... Look, Sadie Until his totti hangs down to his calves, and the yellow totti is even more swaying with the wind, as if the wind god Fayu also wants to get closer to him.

She didn't dare to look any more, so she could only turn her head to look at Kama, the god of love and gratitude was full of joy, and worshiped his wreath made of bees at the feet of the noble god.

"Father, can I go to the mountain over there?" the young goddess asked the noble god again.

"Mani, where is that, do you know?" the god asked her.

"I don't know, father, I haven't been born yet!" The young goddess threw herself into the arms of Goddess Lakshmi, "Mother, father bullies people!"

Goddess Lakshmi hugged her in a circle and said with a smile: "My little Mani," she hooked the little goddess' chin and asked her to look at the mountain. The place where Ticha and the others practice, little girl, have you seen the tallest pillar?"

"Yeah!" Mani nodded.

"That's Shiva Linga." Goddess Lakshmi replied, "Go to the mountains over there, you will see many things, but now is not the time for you to go, my daughter, you should stay here with you Father Narayan is with you, and Mahadeva will teach you how to dance Tandava after you are born."

Hearing the words of Goddess Lakshmi, Sati was astonished.

She raised her head to look at the venerable god—as expected, apart from not having four arms, his appearance from anyone who had seen him was exactly in line with Na Luo Yantian's appearance.

He is beautiful beyond human perception.

His beauty is not limited by gender and will not be bound by time. He has transcended the times. Whether it is the past, present or future, his appearance will be regarded as beautiful. It is not a kind of sharpness. The beauty that I think is beautiful is a kind of meaningful beauty that can penetrate into the soul of people.

He is matched with flowers, and he can be combined with soil.

His beauty is so real but illusory, it is the beauty hidden in people's dreams, it is not bound by any constraints, it comes from the origin of the universe and spreads in the human mind.

Satie couldn't help clasping her hands together.

She wanted to praise such beauty, but such beauty made her unable to open her mouth. She walked out from behind the tree inadvertently, and appeared in front of the Supreme God.

"Sati." The Supreme God smiled at her, and Goddess Lakshmi also turned her head and smiled at her. Although Kama didn't come over, he also smiled, like a kind and lovely brother.

"Narayantian." Satie clasped her hands together and lightly touched her forehead, "I didn't mean to disturb you, Narayan."

"It doesn't matter." Narayan said, raising his hand to show her the way, "Over there, there is the jasmine you need at Totika. If you go there, he will ask you to touch Shiva Linga."

"But..." Satie didn't understand.

The relationship between her father Dasha and Shiva can no longer be described as tense, it is almost on the verge of breaking out, they seem to be natural enemies... But she doesn't know why Narayan, whom her father believes in the most Ask her to go to the greatest disciple of Shiva.

"Don't worry, Satie, you will know what you will encounter when you go there, you will know what to do, and you should know... who you will be." Na Luoyan smiled and guided her forward.

When Satie left, Narayan told Kama that she must take good care of Satie. After all, she had been shot by the arrow of the god of love, and since Kama had already done this, he had to do it. at last.

Gamo got the order to act immediately. Of course, he must take good care of Sati, and let her combine well with Shiva.

Just after he left, Lakshmi looked at Mani worriedly and grabbed Narayan's hand worriedly.

Na Luoyan shook his head involuntarily, and said, "Goddess, don't worry about me, and don't worry about Mani either."

"But……"

"This is something that must be done, as you said, we can see the future, Goddess, since we can see the future, then we should work hard for the future, what do you think?" Luo Yan gently hugged Lak Shimi, put his arm on her shoulder, "And we will protect this world... This time, it will definitely not be like the last time."

Lakshmi has not experienced the last world, nor does he know what the end of the robbery looks like, let alone how terrible the destruction is.

However, she knew that if the destruction would make Na Luoyan unbearable, then it must not be a pleasant thing.

They took Mani and prepared to go back to Vigongcha, but after walking a few steps, they saw Nandi running over.

Nandi, the best of the bulls, the snow-white bull, threw himself at Narayan's feet and cried loudly: "Narayan, please help me! The Lord refuses to see Mistress Sadie!"

Nandy's wailing was literally booming.

Mani couldn't help but threw himself into Na Luoyan's arms, grasping Na Luoyan's shoulder with his fleshy little hands, and buried his small face on Na Luoyan's neck.

Na Luoyan had no choice but to stretch out his hands to comfort her.

"Narayan! Mistress Sati brought back the jasmine, but Daksha, who held the fire sacrifice, still couldn't transport the idol into the temple, so... Mistress Sati had to put Shiva Linga next to the statue..." Difficult The enemy clasped his palms together, and the tears in his eyes crackled down like beads with a broken thread.

Although his crying made Lakshmi a little helpless, but the little Mani girl made a "puff puff puff" sound from the side.

Na Luoyan sighed, rubbed her face again, and then turned to Nandi and said: "Nandi, you don't have to ask me, this matter...you should go and tell your master."

"But I can't persuade him..." Nandy began to cry again.

Na Luoyan had no choice but to say: "Things are not so difficult, Nandi, you go to see if something happened in Dasha's palace now, and see...whether this will change your master."

Nandi took the lead and left.

But Na Luoyan had no choice but to sigh to Little Mani: "Little guy, why did you grab my idol and prevent them from carrying it in?"

Mani smiled and spat out a bubble of saliva, but refused to answer the question.

Lakshmi came over shaking his head, and opened his hands to the little girl: "Come on, I'll hold you, Mani, let mother hold you, and then we won't tell father why you won't let the idol in, okay?"