[Indian Mythology] Self-cultivation of male gods

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Huotian Agni is the god who purifies everything, and what he can't purify, then a more powerful force must be needed to cleanse the evil.

Ganga stood there, listening carefully to Agni's words.

Himalat, the snow mountain king, originally thought that Indra wanted to make Ganga a god concubine, and he was very reluctant, but after the explanation of Vulcan, his reluctance became even deeper.

He knew what it was like when girls turned into rivers and became goddesses.They would no longer marry a mortal nor return to him to be his daughter... They became goddesses, girls who could only stay with him in the morning, and in the evening they melted into the sea and never looked back.

Therefore, Himalat grabbed the hand of his daughter Ganga and turned to Agni: "No! How can I make her a river too? I cannot let my daughter leave me!"

"But Snow Mountain King, it's not for me, nor for the heavens, nor for anyone—it's for the whole world!" Indra stood up and tried to persuade Himalat, "And I promise, I will Treat Ganga like your own sister!

"She will be the purest goddess in the world, and she will become the mother of all humans in the world! I swear!"

But what about Indra's oath?

Did he swear that he wanted his daughter to leave him on behalf of Snow Mountain King?

Just when Snow Mountain King still refused, a white light flashed, and Na Luo Yantian appeared in front of him.

Where does this taller than the tallest god stand, holding the universe with four arms, his golden crown shines, his garlands are ever-victorious, and his gems are indestructible; Wash away all impurity; his moonlight pestle can crush all evil thoughts; his invincible lotus flower can bloom eternal fragrance; standing there, his lotus feet step on the earth, bringing cleanliness to the earth.

"Lord, I praise you!" Snow Mountain King hurriedly knelt down and saluted his Lord.

"May you prosper, Snow Mountain King." Narayan blessed the Snow Mountain King, and looked back at Ganga, the girl who was born because of him.

Ganga is wearing a pure white sari, her hair is like the waves of the sea, her face is like a white moon, her body is shrouded in the power from another world, she is the primordial water and Not the original water.

So he asked, "Ganga, where did you come from?"

Ganga took two steps forward and replied: "I came from your feet, I was born from your toes, and I purified myself by flowing through your lotus feet. Therefore, I am willing to let my cleanliness wash away this World, Lord, you once touched the top of my head with your hand, now take me to heaven with your hand."

Ganga's words came from the heart.

She remembers everything and doesn't remember everything.

She is the incarnation of the purest water, so she will wash everything with her purity.

Because she said such words, Indra and Agni were immediately extremely happy.However, the Snow Mountain King Himalat and his wife Manawa were not happy. They looked sadly at their lovely daughter.

Their daughter has grown up and is a beautiful young girl. She has a beautiful figure and a handsome appearance. There is nothing unfavorable or inappropriate about her beauty. Her beauty is displayed so brilliantly, but why not How about showing it all and being a princess, marrying a prince, and becoming a queen?

"Don't worry, Himalath, Mannava, your daughter Ganga, she will be the queen and marry the prince," said Narayan.

"As a goddess, she will not stay on the ground forever, or only in the sky. Her marriage is not in the present, but in the future. She will marry a king, become a queen, and give birth to princes. She will let you Enjoy family happiness but not now. So don't be sad Himalat, Mannava, your life is long, therefore, the time to enjoy family happiness is not now, but in the future, which is a long time Here, you will enjoy a long time."

His words really touched Manawa's heart.

She asked, "Lord, my favorite is all over the sky, please tell me, my daughter will really get the best?"

Na Luo Yantian nodded.

What he said was true, and his nod proved that it must be so, so Manava couldn't help being happy.She wants to see her daughter get married, to see her have a child, to help her when she gives birth...these are all she wants to do!

But now, all of this is possible, and it will be realized when the daughter can be a goddess.

How good is that?

Manawa couldn't help being happy.

She didn't know that even if her daughter married the king, she would not be able to attend the wedding in the future, nor would she be able to dress her grandchildren herself... But she was already fantasizing about this.

"Lord, then my daughter, will she have her husband's love?" That's what Himalat wants to know most.

Ganga shook his head.She took a fancy to the man with the crescent moon on her head, and didn't think that any mortal could match her.

Na Luoyan could see the little girl's thoughts, so he said, "Ganga, come to me."

Reluctantly, Ganga walked over, stretched out his hand, touched the ground under his feet, and dusted the dust on his head.And Narayan put his hand on the top of Ganga's head, gently rubbed her hair, and poured his strength and love into her soul.

"Ganga, the person you love, he is indeed worthy of love." Narayan said, "But is this your love for him?"

"Why not? Lord, I am your daughter, I meander under your feet, tell me why this is not love? Isn't love the desire to be united with someone when you see him? " Ganga asked worriedly.Although she is an adult, she does not know how to love. She is not engaged, nor has she ever fallen in love with other men. When she saw Mahadeva, she felt that she should marry him, so she suddenly had a thought , I also think this is love.

But Narayan shook his head, turned to look at Mahadeva with a blank face, and said with a smile: "No, Ganga, love is not like that."

"Then tell me, what is love?"

Na Luoyan smiled, and replied in his pleasant voice: "Love is dedication. Love looks forward to union but not only union. What only needs union is the gap, and the gap comes from Kama projected If Kama wants two people to love each other, he will shoot many arrows. Among them are grains, love, devotion, innocence, cleanliness, dirt, separation, pain, and reunion. , There is sweetness, there is plainness, and there is death... These are Kama's arrows, which wrap sharp thorns with honey, and hide the sweetness of flowers in the thorns.

"Ganga, love is still pure. Love is also indecent, love is even more painful, love is plain, cute is also fierce.

"Love is elusive, but when you look back and stop looking at him, can you feel the pain of being separated from him? But the joy that he has found the love?

"this is Love.

"If not, then you don't love him, you're just obsessed with his appearance, his strength, and his strength.

"Just as a man easily falls in love with a beautiful woman, but always denies his previous love after the Gandharva-style wedding.

"If they love that woman, how can they bring her into injustice? The same is true for women, Ganga, ask your heart, do you love him, or love his power? And your power is How strong is it?"

Ganga lowered her head and did not look at Mahadeva, and when she did not look at him, she could not put together the pieces of him in her mind.

At this moment, Maha Deva suddenly heard: "Why did you say it so lightly, Narayan."

"Then you explain what love is?" Na Luoyan asked instead.

Mahadeva said: "Love comes from the heart.

"No matter who or what your loved one is, he will be recognized by you, loved by you, and attached to you. This is love engraved on the soul. It is neither space nor time. It is not subject to any boundaries. It's like you're being split in two, and it's like you can be one with it.

"It is immortal.

"It is not born.

"It's not moving.

"It's perpetual.

"No element can describe its shape and beauty."

Even Agni who was present could not understand what Mahadeva said.

If Agni loves others, he must be as blazing as a fire. He is a flame.

If Indra loves people, he must be as dazzling as electricity. He himself is electricity.

If Himalat loves others, he must be as thick as a mountain. He himself is a mountain.

And what about the real love that transcends the mundane, transcends space, transcends time?

It was higher than all of this, warmer than all of this, softer than all of this, thicker than all of this... It was really hard to describe, but it contained them all.

As Mahadeva said, she turned her head to look at Narayan, and Narayan was also looking at him.

They looked at each other, penetrating the eternity of this universe and the eternity of this world.

The highest they are on the highest, they project Maya, and at the highest, how real do they show?

Love is the beginning of all things, the source of all ages, and the birth of all.

The manifestation, destruction and protection of the self-surviving being and Brahman, their mutual companionship is so real and reliable, eternal and eternal.

Mahadeva turned the last piece of Sati into a holy place, where all people will be protected from evil.And Narayan is also here, using his power to turn everything here into the beauty of Maya.

"In countless worlds, countless satis died for you, Mahadeva, your pain is the best medicine I can take." Narayan sat beside him, and they turned into ordinary people , talking like the most ordinary friends, but Indra and Agni did not dare to get close, and could only accompany the Snow Mountain King's family on the other side to feel the emotion of separation.

"Pain is always good medicine," Mahadeva said.

"So, are you unwilling to accept other people?" Narayan asked.

"I can only accept Satie, Narayan, or Moses Ni."

However, they all knew that Moses Ni would not appear at this time.

Narayan smiled and put the lotus in Mahadeva's hand: "So you can take him for a few days."

Except for Mahadeva, no one else could see that there was a small child lying in the lotus, he was only the size of a thumb, and his body was as white and tender as the joints of the lotus.

"What are you going to do, Narayan?" Mahadeva asked in surprise.

"Why do you think I'm going to do something, Mahadeva?" Narayan asked him back.

"Otherwise, why would you put him here? He is your treasure, he is your Mani, he is your favorite child, isn't he?" Even though he said this, Mahadeva still treated him lightly. Gently, wrap the child in the palm of your hand.