[Indian Mythology] Self-cultivation of male gods

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Holliga, this Asura girl who is not afraid of flames, her sari is a sacred object to ward off fire, and her heart is as greedy as the flame that devours everything.She loves her brother passionately, but this passionate love is not as strong as the flame in her heart. Holliga, this vicious Asura girl, what she longs for has always been strong power, anyone, Any powerful person is her master.

Therefore, she behaved very submissively in front of her brother, the golden bed, because he was very powerful, so powerful that he could rival the gods.Therefore, she came here when her nephew was born to see if the child had enough strength to become the next great Asura king.

"Holiga, you're right! I should have more children!" Jin Chuang raised his hands, agreeing to his sister's proposal, "Your sister-in-law thinks so too, she will branch out for me Scatter leaves and give birth to more children!"

"My brother, there is no reason why a king only has one wife. Why don't you marry more wives and have more children?" Holliga stretched out his hand, pointing to the vast land outside the window, "This is all your territory, I Dear brother, in the future, you will entrust them to your heirs, let them get the world, get the heaven, and get everything in this world! So, you should have more queens, brother, your queen should be a country The princess, even the daughter of Indra, and my sister-in-law, she must be very happy because of it, my brother!"

Hearing what Holliga said, Jinchuang was also very happy about it. He abandoned his newly born wife and asked his mentor Sukara to propose marriage to the emperor Indra. Indra has many daughters, even the youngest. Jayanthi is also able to marry.

When Su Jialuo heard the golden bed's request, he couldn't help secretly hating Holliga who gave the golden bed advice.

Among the daughters of Indra, there are many beautiful ones, and there are also unmarried ones, but they are born princesses. Living in the gate of Asura?Although Sukara was already the teacher of the Asuras, he still had the Dharma in his heart. He was not willing to ask Indra to marry him for the golden bed, because he knew that if he left, Indra would definitely rise up and join the golden bed. war, and war... just kills more people.

What worried Su Jialuo even more was that he didn't want to marry Jayanti for the golden bed.

Jayanti was only 11 years old when he left the heavenly world.

She was so cute and beautiful that she would pester him to call Usanas brother.She may not have the beauty of the Supreme God, but she has the unique vivacity and cuteness of a girl. Her braids are very long, but the hair is not smooth, which made her sad for a long time, until he went to ask his sister Lakshmi for her. Good hair oil, she threw him the jasmine wreath just made. At that time, he was standing in the garden of Jayanti, dressed in white, watching her dance with her hands open. She couldn't help but sing for her.

Sukara still remembered how charming Jayanthi's dew-like sweetness was when he smiled at him.

And at this time, how could he propose marriage to her for the golden bed?

He remembered Jayanthi's sad eyes when he left the heaven again. She tore up the garland he was carrying, threw the pieces into Agni's mouth and let him devour the sweetness of the jasmine. The young palm could not hold the sword yet, but it had already grabbed the golden arrow and pointed it at his eyes: "There will be no more engagements, Usanas, no engagements!"

Indra sighed.

The concubine Shezhi grabbed her daughter Jayanti's hand and ordered her to calm down.

The scene at that time is vivid.

At that time, Sukara resented that Indra refused to give him the position of the Lord of Prayer. He only felt that as Indra's prospective son-in-law, he could not even become the Lord of Sacrifice. This really made him unable to let go, but... He was still young at that time, now he has white beard and hair, he has forgotten the feeling of anger, but he still remembers the pain when he was burned by Jayanthi's hatred.

However, the golden bed was his king, and he could not refuse the king's request.

Sighing, Sukara came to the city of good view and asked to see Indra.

At this time, Jayanti was invited to go to the Jingxiu Forest.

She was invited by Lakshmi, and she is also the only Deva in the Three Realms who accepted the invitation to enter the Jingxiu Forest. She is a princess of the Emperor of Heaven, unmarried, young and beautiful.

"Goddess, I'm so glad you invited me here, it's so beautiful here!" Jayanti danced around the tall giant tree, she is no longer a little girl, her mature and beautiful figure is in the forest When dancing, there will be a lovely skylark flying over, "The beauty here is intoxicating, goddess, you are so lucky."

Lakshmi laughed, "I'm glad to have you here too, Jayanti, you look better."

"Ha, don't mention that person to me. I don't want to mention him at all. Goddess, you are different from him. You are the great god I have always respected and loved. What about him? Although I don't want to speak ill of him , especially in front of you—but I still have to say that I'm really glad I didn't choose him." She walked up to Lakshmi and sat down, "You said, if I prayed hard to marry Narayanten, would you not going to be mad?"

"It's okay to be angry, but Swami won't agree. He will probably let you marry one of his incarnations—do you think it's Matscha or Varoha?"

Lakshmi's words made Jayanthi wave his hands straight: "No, no, then I'd better be an old girl at home. The best man in the world is settled by you, and the second best man is not suitable for marriage, so Well, I’m going to rely on my father for the rest of my life at home!” She said, she spread her hands and shook her head, “Actually, if a person is good, I don’t care even if he is a mortal or a Kshatriya.”

Jayanthi almost became Lakshmi's sister-in-law, so when they talked together, it was not like the illusion between believers and gods. This kind of dialogue is quite humane, and it is also the time when Lakshmi's self-nature is strongest.

When Vishnu heard them talking about him and Mahadeva, he couldn't help laughing, and when he laughed, Mahadeva laughed too.Even though the scars on his fingers had not faded, Mahadeva still held his hand and blew it gently.

"Mahadeva, I don't feel any more." Vishnu wanted to withdraw his hand.

"But there are still red marks." Mahadeva said stubbornly, and blew on his finger again, "Until your wish is fulfilled, Narayan, otherwise I will not let the tilak on my forehead fade."

Na Luoyan nodded, and let him hold his hand and blow it around.

In the Pure Cultivation Forest, no one can break into it. This is an undiscovered place in the Three Realms.

And precisely because of such a place, Su Jialuo got nothing and could only return empty-handed.He went back to the golden bed and explained the situation, but Holliga was very dissatisfied with this, and she roared: "You are only being so perfunctory because Jayanthi is your old lover, Sukara, Lord of Venus, Did I said wrong thing?!"

"Holiga! My heavenly vehicle has already been born, and my wife is still by my side. How dare you talk like that!" Sujialuo was furious, "King Asura Golden Bed, if you don't believe me, then go find a worthy Someone you trust will teach you!" He said, raised his foot and walked out.

But how could the golden bed make him leave?

Sukara, who has the resurrection spell, is the trump card of the Asuras. The golden bed cannot let him leave, so he angrily scolded Holliga: "You stupid woman, you sister who won't share my worries, how can you I don’t have enough respect for my mentor, I think you are not qualified to touch his feet with your forehead! Now, go and cry! If my mentor refuses to forgive you, sister, you will jump off the cliff and die Already!"

The roar of the golden bed made Holliga burst into tears. Of course, she was unwilling to kneel at the feet of the Lord of Venus. Although Su Jialuo betrayed the heaven, he was still the son of the Lord of the Heaven, and he was born with Asura. Basically, it's the enemy.

However, she did not dare to disobey her brother's words.

Therefore, even though Holliga knelt down and cried and begged for forgiveness, Jinchuang still married her far away to explain to Su Jialuo, but... Jinchuang still needs more wives.

Jayanti, who had escaped the catastrophe in the pure cultivation forest, was still in shock. She did not dare to go out of the pure cultivation forest, nor did she dare to inform her father Indra. She could only wait for the storm to pass in the pure cultivation forest. , once it passes, she may soon find someone to marry, so that no one can use her to threaten her father.

However, the heavenly girl with a big temper, her anger at the moment is not strong, but the hatred is breeding in her heart.

For this reason, she sat down on the edge of the Jingxiu Forest and began to practice penance and meditation. She was eager to complete her revenge on Sujialuo through her meditation.

But at this time in the world, the artistic conception has passed another hundred years.

In the past hundred years, none of the wives robbed by the golden bed could bear him a child. After giving birth to two sons, his first wife is now pregnant with the fourth child again. , she got another child, a blessing.

She carefully protected herself, for fear that something would happen to the child.

"Gayadu, you don't have to worry so much," Jinchuang said happily, "This is my youngest son, of course I will protect him from harm - no Devas can harm our son!"

"Your Majesty!" Gayadu shook his head, "I am not afraid of the Devas, I am afraid of the Asuras! Your other wives, and your younger sister Horiga - when I gave birth to a child, she Whispering in your ear that you want to marry someone else, and now, she probably hasn't learned not to instigate her elder brother to do betrayal behind the eldest sister-in-law's back—if you really like a woman, why don't you tell me, instead Want to make your sister worry about it?"

Gayadu became more and more sad as she talked. She hugged her stomach and sat on the ground and cried.

Fearing that something might happen to his son, Jin Chuang immediately promised not to listen to Horiga's slander, and even wanted to kill Holiga, but Gayadu stopped him again: "Let your sister die because of my child." , God, if I do this, who will call me the mother of the country? Your Majesty, are you going to kill me?"

"Then what shall I do, queen?"

"You should go to penance, ask Brahma to bless our son, pray for my safe delivery, and pray for our son's strength!" Gayedu said, pushing away the golden bed - because he only had this queen to give birth, Jin Chuang did not dare to neglect her no matter what, so he had no choice but to agree to her request.

When this happened, Narayan rose from Mahadeva's arms, stretched out his hand, and summoned Narada.

Immediately, the immortal in the robes of a wandering monk appeared in front of them.

"Praise to Narayantian!" The immortal Naraduo praised loudly, "Narayantian, you asked me to come here, something must have happened--Praise to Narayantian, this place is so beautiful that people are intoxicated, Lord, this place is so beautiful It is simply a wonderful chapter combined with the opinions of you and Mahadeva, and I must sing it to the world!"

"Immortal, your singing can be postponed for a while, but there is something that you must do immediately." Na Luoyantian said, "King Asura's golden bed promised his wife to practice hard work, in order to obtain the blessing of his youngest son." Peace, but Indra is angry because he told Sukara to marry Jayanthi, and it's only been 100 years, sage."

"Oh, Narayantian, Naindra will definitely rob the wife of the golden bed, Gayadu!" Narada exclaimed, "Oh, I can't watch such a tragedy happen. Not a good thing, it's disreputable!"

"Sage, it's time for you to help," Mahadeva said.

"Oh my god, you are right, I'm going to persuade Indra." Narada agreed, and asked again, "Then can I bring Gayadu here, Narayana, Datian sky?"

Na Luoyan picked up the flower and smiled, and Na Luo Da immediately understood.

A gust of wind blows through, and this pure cultivation forest instantly becomes a holy place for immortals to practice.