[Indian Mythology] Self-cultivation of male gods

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Na Luoyan sang a song praising Shakti, but the power came to the smoke girl, taking out all the cosmic substances she swallowed, until finally, she finally released all the substances and turned back to the original The size, and Mahadeva, who was swallowed by her, also broke away from her belly, showing vitality again.

"Sister, you have finally changed back to his favorite form." Na Luoyan gently pulled her over, letting her walk to Mahadeva's side under his guidance, and open her heart to accept him.

Mahadeva took Parvati's hand from Narayan's hand, and they looked at each other, and then looked at Parvati's face that had retreated from that terrifying posture. She was still beautiful and extraordinary, showing the essence of the world. beauty of.

"That's how I feel relieved." Narayan said, and blessed her together with Lakshmi, "Sister, may you be safe."

"I am worry-free, brother, because I know that I not only have my husband guarding my death, but I also know that in my eternal life, you will always guard my soul for me." Parvati said to herself His brother and sister-in-law saluted, and then returned to Jiluosa with Mahadeva.

However, the progress of this world will never be suspended just because one thing comes to an end. Soon, some people will rise up again, relying on blessings to make unreasonable troubles to this world.

But this time, this Asura, who was blessed by penance, changed his name immediately after receiving the blessing. The blessing he received was so powerful, and the power he received was so terrifying, so he He also changed the terrifying name for himself—the Demon of Ashes, Pasma Xiula.

His original name was Pu Luojia, but after receiving that blessing, he boasted of the blessing he received as his own divine power.

"Any penance will eventually be blessed, but the purpose of penance is to get closer to one's beliefs, to be close to one's main god, not to gain power." Na Luoyan looked at Asura who announced that he would change his name, He couldn't help shaking his head slightly, "Brahma, what do you think?"

Brahma chuckled, stretched out his hand to fish in his pitcher, but found nothing: "It's like this."

"Father, the Lord, what are you talking about?" Narada appeared on the ocean of the universe accompanied by a series of flowers. He ran to his most respected person, saluted and said hello, and put his worship and fiery love at the same time. Consecrated without hesitation.

"I'm looking at Pasmashura." Narayan pointed to the Asura who was kneeling at Mahadeva's feet, and said.

"Pasmasura?" Narada shook his head, "Isn't that Praga?"

"Narada, Puraga practiced hard for 1 years, and thus received the blessing of Mahadeva. Do you know what the blessing is?" Da Brahma stuffed the water jar to his son, "The blessing is He puts his hand on anyone's head and burns anyone to ashes."

Narada was stunned: "So he named himself Pasmasula, the demon of ashes?"

Brahma nodded.

Narada shook his head, and after praising Narayan's name loudly, he looked helplessly at Pasmasura who had stood up on the ground.

"Can he not tell whether receiving such a blessing is a blessing or a curse?" Narada shook his head.

"So, he must go to destruction." Narayan sighed, worried that he would lose another follower of Mahadeva.

But at this moment, Napasmasura was so happy that he was going crazy. He ran, from the world to the sky, and from the sky to Ji Luosa. Deva showed his new supernatural power, which made him even more defiant.

"Pasma Shura! Are you looking for the way to death!" Parvati was so angry that Asura turned into Durga. However, her anger could not dispel Asura. An Asura who had already acquired the power of ashes fell in love with Parvati when he saw Parvati for the first time.

He laughed, walked up to Durga, and said: "Beautiful girl, I don't want to fight with you. I'm just very happy when I get divine power. I travel back and forth among the three worlds just to find you." Such a beauty, in order to combine with you!

"Girl, tell me, what do you want?

"As long as you agree to combine with me, I am willing to offer you the best gift in this world!"

Even though Durga was full of anger, the words of Pasma Xiula did not really offend the source of her divine power, so she had to calm down and said: "My husband is Mahadeva, if you dare If you disrespect me, I will really get angry and fight you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Pasmasuela was unexpectedly proud: "You girl with a perfect body, I don't know if it's someone else, but if it's Mahadeva, you are the goddess Parvati!

"Goddess Parvati, please accept me - if I can defeat your husband, then you should not be with him, but with me!" As he said, he immediately returned to his penance. The place.

Sure enough, Mahadeva was still sitting there.

Pointing at Mahadeva, Pasmasura roared, "I have acquired invincible divine power, O Heaven!

"My strength is incomparable, for this reason, I can have countless beauties! But I fell in love with your wife Parvati, God, you should die now for my abyss, so, I come Yes, I have brought your death!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and rushed towards Mahadeva.

"This is unreasonable!" Narada shook his head angrily.

Not only Narada was angry, but Brahma was also angry, and Narayan could only sigh.

He looked at the angry Brahma and his son, and turned to move forward.

"Lord?" Narada stopped him.

"My incarnation, Mohini, will perform miracles, Narada." Narada said, and disappeared into the ocean of the universe.

When Narada looked at the world again, what he saw was Mohini in red.

She is as beautiful as the bright moon, yet as blazing as Surya, as gentle as water, yet as capable of hurting as a rose, she is incomparably beautiful, and the red flowers on her feet are also more vividly dyed than other reds.

She is extremely white, as delicate and fragrant as jasmine petals.

She is rosy and bright, as beautiful and dignified as a lotus flower emerging from water.

Her enchanting posture made even the Asura girl ashamed.Even the noblest celestial maiden would be ashamed to walk with one foot raised.

She is Mohini, she is the Maya incarnation of Narayan, she is Maya, she is an illusion, and she is the most beautiful thought of everyone in the world.

So, she raised her right foot, and when she touched the ground with her dexterous toes, the round toes, like red pearls, softened the sand on the ground.

Jingle Bell!

Jingle Bell!

The trembling of the foot bell alarmed Pasmasura who wanted to kill Mahadeva.

Who dares to disturb the Ember Demon! ?

Pasmasuela was extremely angry, and turned around to look for the source of the foot bell. Unexpectedly, when he saw the person who disturbed him, he immediately softened his heart-this beautiful girl, her beauty It has exceeded his cognition, he knows how beautiful the face is, how beautiful the figure is, how beautiful the hair is, and how beautiful the limbs are, but he doesn't know why a person can be so beautiful. A person is so obsessed, so intoxicated, he is fascinated, he is so dreamy, he knows that if he can't get her, then he is about to die.

No one can compare with her beauty.

Pasmaciura's whole body was paralyzed.

He rushed in front of this beautiful girl, swallowed dryly, but still couldn't find his own voice.

If he could marry this girl back home, he swore that no matter who it was, whether it was Parvati or Mahadeva, he would have no ill will towards them—he only needed this beautiful girl in front of him, and he only wanted If she needs to smile at him, then the world will be warm, his life will be happy, and everything about him will be full of joy!

"Beauty...beauty!" He finally found his own voice and said, "Beauty! Beautiful girl!"

"Who are you?" The girl turned around and ignored him.

"I... I'm Pasmatheura!"

"Pasmashura? It sounds like a powerful name." The girl turned around, raised her feet, and walked forward.

"I... I am very powerful! Beauty, I am so powerful, you are so beautiful, we are a natural couple! Please look at me, see if I am suitable to be your husband, I am a king, I will make you queen!" Pasmatheura walked with her.

"Although being a queen sounds beautiful, but... I don't want to marry such a powerful person." The beautiful girl continued on, "The king can marry many wives, so I don't want to find a king. The man to marry must be the best dancer!"

"Dancing? Beauty, why do you want to find someone who is good at dancing? You like dancing, so you can have someone dance for you!"

"You don't understand," said the girl with perfect limbs, "I'm the best dancer here, Mosini, so I must find a man who can dance better than me, so that we can dance together." Let's dance together, let's have fun together! Otherwise..." She looked Pasmaciura up and down, "Then what's the fun in life?"

Pasma Xiula nodded quickly: "Okay, beauty, if you want to find someone who can dance well, you can find me! I can dance!"

However, this dance is precisely the sacrificial dance that took Pasmatheura's life.

Mosini's dance is enchanting and charming.

Mohini, charming body, this beautiful posture comes from the charm itself.

When Pasmaciura died, he didn't even know how he disappeared into the universe.

But when she was burned to ashes by herself, Mahadeva walked in front of Mohini.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." He said, reaching out and grabbing Mosini's wrist.

"You know it shouldn't be here, nor this time!" Moses Ni raised his other hand and waved his hand away.

However, he still refused to give up, and grabbed her wrist again: "Mosini, Parvati is fighting with someone at the moment, and Moses is trapping her!"