[Indian Mythology] Self-cultivation of male gods

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Mohini's refusal made Mahadeva suddenly angry.

He took a step forward, looked at Mosini with his innocent eyes of incomprehension, and asked, "Mosini! Don't you want to conceive a child with me?"

Mohini couldn't help but took two steps back, then turned around and looked at him out of the corner of her eye. Similarly, with a lot of annoyance, she said, "Should I bear a child for you, Mahadeva? You Just thought I needed you for Mani to be born, didn't you?"

The character of Narayan who changed into Mohini is somewhat different from his true self. After all, Mohini is the most beautiful Maya in the world. She is not only purely beautiful, but also has a style that no other beauties possess. The posture is fully displayed on her body, so her character is more arrogant and indulgent than Narayan himself.

And Mohsini is like another side of Narayan himself.

She is arrogant, cute, delicate, shy, beautiful, well-behaved, clever, cunning, majestic...and infinitely powerful.

Therefore, in the face of Mahadeva, she did not give in like Narayan did. Instead, she looked at Mahadeva out of the corner of her eye with some dissatisfaction, and she spoke with the same pride.

Mahadeva looked at her beautiful side face, couldn't help but walked over hurriedly, and stretched out his hands to her: "Mohini!"

Mosini turned to the other side again, making a gesture not to look at him.

"Girl with lotus eyes, I am not asking you to conceive a child for me, but you must conceive my child." Mahadeva said, reaching out to grab her shoulders, making her face him, "Why don't you accept my dedication to you, Mohini, I dedicate my lingam to you, my lingam with the power of creation, I will use it to create our own world, Mohini, don't you You don't love me anymore?"

Forced to face Mahadeva, Mohini raised his head and looked at him.

"When the love is released, my Linga can't bear it... Narayan, Mohini, it longs for you." Mahadeva said, hugged Mohini, let his body close to her, Let his Linga pass the heat to her.

After all, Mohini was still a woman, and she was taken aback by the sudden posting by Mahadeva. She looked back and found that although Mahadeva was wrapped in animal skins, the outline of Linga was still the same under the first batch. Very clear.

"Maha Deva!" She was so ashamed that she couldn't help covering her face.

All the gods and the asuras are probably watching. At this time, is it necessary for the world to blend in with each other?

Even for Mohini, she felt that this was so shameful that she broke away from Mahadeva, turned around a tree, and hid herself behind it.

But how could Mahadeva let her escape?

He grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips to kiss.His lips were hot, with the unique fragrance of poison, flowing from her skin, causing ripples.

Mohini trembled for a moment, turned around involuntarily, raised her hand, and made a demon handprint, while the other hand was still held by him, but she started to revolve around him with this as the center.

This is the dance of enchantment.

This is the dance of Moses.

Her dance is full of seductive power, but also full of bonding power.

In her dance, there is power, and this power is real, completely different from the combined power in the sea of ​​consciousness before... She approached him, then stayed away, came closer, and stayed away again... again and again Once, to test him, but also to test himself.

Combination is their purpose.

Mohini spun quickly, and finally, during this twirl, Mahadeva grabbed the waist and pulled the distance closer.

For the convenience of fighting, Mohini is also wearing a toti. Her toti can reach her calf, layered on top of each other, forming a posture like lotus petals, and Mahadeva's hands meander up from her feet. ...he needs her, he needs her Yoni combined with his Linga, he needs her female power combined with his male power...they must be united here, practiced here, in This meditation, where the most brilliant chapter was born.

She threw her arms around his shoulders when his hands opened her Totti's side seam, finding a way to Johnny.

The girl's arms are delicate and her limbs are soft, and the mutual attraction between her and him makes this exploration not difficult... Mahadeva's hand has found the place he needs, and here, he knows how to get it The best combination.

For Mosini, he needs more patience and more preparation.

He kneaded, squeezed, explored, worshiping her body with his lips.

This is the body that belongs to Narayan, and this is also the body that belongs to Mohini. The snow-white complexion of this incarnation is like clouds, and it is also like the white snow on Jiluosuo Mountain that has not melted for many years. Colors are endowed to the sky, to the sea, and to the clouds at night... He loves these two colors passionately, and these two colors belong to his beloved Lord God.

Mahadeva kissed Mohini, the true embodiment of his beloved, and he eagerly longed to be reunited with her, and the primordial water flowing from his fingertips instantly swelled his linga, making it impossible to suppress.

"I want to unite with you, I want to dedicate my lingam to you, I want to bury all the seeds in the lingam into your body, and let the primordial water gestate them...Mohini, Mohini... ..." He kissed her, kissing again and again. During this passionate kiss, he calmed her emotions and got her response. In the end, his Linga was able to combine with her Yoni, closely related.

The intimacy of being together, the joy that cannot be described in words, the primitive attraction, the collision of the most fundamental forces... Mahadeva hugged Mohini tightly, he would not let her go, he could not let go open her.

His lingam is huge, rampaging in the yoni that she hasn't combined with anyone for a long time, stirring the primordial water in her body like a stirred sea of ​​milk, flowing out a liquid like whipped cream, staining this vigorous body The living earth.

In an instant, all the realms that are full of vitality due to their combination are full of vitality... Even though all animals and non-animals are happy, they don't know the source and destination of this joy, so they all start to enjoy it. This joy, enjoy this valley hope.

This moment, union, is the essence of all beings.

All the heavenly people wanted to see the birth of the child of Mahadeva and Narayan, but their union was blocked by everything in this world, and no one could pry into the mystery.

And Gu Qianwang, which affects all realms, is also like a shadow.

Just as the minds of the heavenly beings were swaying, suddenly, a baby cried, shaking all realms, and shaking Indra from the sky to the ground—the emperor hurriedly returned to the sky and looked down——

A baby is literally born.

Mohini in the form of Luoyan was still a little weak. She was wrapped in a few laps of sari, but her figure was thinner than before. I don't want to feed myself.

"Can't you raise it yourself, Mohini?" Mahadeva still wanted to try.

Mosini shook his head: "If we raise him personally, then he will not grow up like a mortal, but will slowly grow up like a god... At that time, it may have come to the Iron Age." She put the child in the In Mahadeva's arms, "Besides, I can't feed him, Mahadeva, you know."

After giving birth, Moses Ni is more motherly, but she has strong words.

"Put the child on the lotus leaf, Mahadeva, and someone will take him in." She said, turning her head away from looking at the newborn child, "He will grow up like a mortal, and at the age of 12 At that time, he will return to us, and killing Moses is an opportunity for him to restore his identity.

"He is a native, he is fearless, he is powerful, he is invincible - he is my son, Mani Kantan."

As she spoke, she glanced at the baby again, and this time, there were stars shining in her eyes.

Mahadeva had no choice but to put the newly born Mani Kantan on the lotus leaf and let him float down the river.

The child cried loudly, and when he was floating in the water, his cry was enough to shake the three worlds, and his voice was so loud that it made Moses, who wholeheartedly wanted to kill Parvati, scream with a splitting headache .

How could Moses have been shaken by a baby's voice to tell others?

She held up the sword, slashed and killed the enemy, and then looked back to find the sound of the baby crying...

What kind of baby can cause such terrible damage to her?

Moses was wet with fear.

She followed the sound and finally came to the river, and the baby was in the river!