[Indian Mythology] Self-cultivation of male gods

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Surya's chariot was driven by the dawn and quickly left the sky. Chandala ascended to the sky in the moon chariot. The relationship between him and his son Bhutuo was tense, which made his light not as usual. Therefore, this Then came the dark night.

In the Forest of Purification, every path is illuminated by virtue without even needing any kindled torches.

The stone road is shining, it looks like gems have laid out a series of incredible patterns on the ground, which depicts various totems, it seems to be leading the way for its owner, all the way, from Bodhi Under the tree, winding to the door of the tallest house.

The lotus pond at the entrance is not too big. It is arranged on both sides of the gate. There are lotus flowers of various colors floating on the emerald green water. On the lotus flowers are written the sounds that must be made when praying to its owner——Om!

The house was built of stone.

There are countless spiraling vines on its walls, and countless flower tents made of marigolds and jasmine hanging from the eaves. They are beautiful and lovely, sending bursts of sweetness in the night wind.

Mahadeva hugged Mohini horizontally.

She doesn't look like an ascetic's wife, but she's not an ascetic nun at all, she loves balm, she wears rich clothes, she is luxuriously and charmingly decorated, and she smiles even the moonlight ashamed.

Mahadeva held her in his arms, and led her through the lotus pond along the way guided by the shining gemstone, bent down into the flower tent, and pushed open the wooden door engraved with twelve animal patterns.

Inside the gate is the paradise of Moses.

Mahadeva put her on the flower bed, but she waved her hand, changing everything in the room.

She spread the flowers picked by Nandi on the carpet woven of clouds, she spread the sesame oil sent by Lakshmi on her skin, and poured milk on Mahadeva's body, completely ignoring Mahadeva. Did he get wet with the only animal skin used to cover his body?

"Narayan!" Mahadeva jumped and tore off the animal skin, "It's wet!"

"Hang it outside, and it will be done in one night." She laughed, but tilted her head, not looking at Mahadeva.

"Narayan, the weather is not so hot tonight!" Mahadeva squatted down, stretched out his hand, and lifted Mohini's chin with a gentle curvature, hooked his fingers on her chin, and moved her beautiful cheek. Go to the opposite side of her, let her eyes like lotus petals meet his gaze, let her lips as delicate as butter meet his gaze, let the tip of her chin on his finger meet the tip of his nose— ——He really likes the seductive fragrance emanating from her body, in order to sleep with her, he made all preparations to please her.

He washed the ashes from himself with milk, he wiped his hands with orange leaves, and he even took out the butter offered by the devotees.

He was honest with himself, he didn't care at all that Na Luoyan saw his naked appearance at the moment, and he didn't care that Mohini saw it.

However, Mosini became shy because of his straightforwardness. She lowered her eyelids, and her eyelashes, which looked like peacock feathers, also drooped down.She said, "Let's see who loses first...to whom."

"Did you win?" Mahadeva leaned over and asked in her ear.

"You say it yourself." She covered her eyes with one hand, but with the other hand, she hooked her index finger and put it on her chin, showing her confidence in her appearance.

Mahadeva couldn't help admiring the miracle of his Lord.

No one can see through Na Luoyan's phantom power, his phantom power is so miraculous, and he himself is also so miraculous.

Any Maya illusion belongs to Narayan, and any Maya illusion cannot confuse Narayan, and he himself is the master of this illusion. He uses illusion to dominate everything, and his illusion is the same Influence everything, Mahadeva is willing to influence, he can't resist such magic power, let alone the temptation of Narayan.

However, this is inevitable.

Who can resist the beauty of Narayan?

Mahadeva grasped Moses' hand piously, and gently kissed her fingertips. Her fingertips were so soft and fragrant, as beautiful as grass that had just sprouted new shoots, and like Jiluosa's. Snowflakes melted in his heart.

She pulled out her hand, pinched Mahadeva's cheek, and when he was about to get annoyed, she turned her back, only showing his back, but passed the hand just now.

He grabbed her hand with a smile, and stuck to her side again. When she was about to dodge again, he quickly grew another pair of hands to grab her feet.

Her feet were smeared with safflower and decorated with beautiful patterns. Like her hands, the color of seeking blessings was extremely bright, and in the palm of Mahadeva, it shone like gems.

"Kostuba can't compare to..."

[It is rare for Mahadeva to say a word of love,

But Moses made him laugh at him,

She said: "You are innocent and innocent,

One foot should look beautiful like a flower,

Let me go, or I'll change back, so you can't find 'her'! "

Mosini's temper is really too bad,

She made a joke of the god Mahadeva,

She said that he is now dressed as a savage, how could he fall with her,

But just after she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to hook Datian's hair. 】

As Mahadeva sang, she slowly raised her hand, overturning her sari.He doesn't care if she will change back, but today he will definitely not let her go.

Sari and Totti were scattered all over the floor, and those luxurious and exquisite jewelry were also scattered on the floor. Mohini's braids had long been scattered, and her black hair hid her and Mahadeva together.

Mahadeva's innocence and directness made him not good at teasing, but he was already used to being teased, especially in front of Mohini. When Mohini was united, Mohhini disappeared and was replaced by Narayan.

Narayan covered half of his face with one hand, and blocked Mahadeva with the other hand, and turned his clothes with the remaining two hands, and covered his body with the other—Mahadeva grinned , enlarged his usual smile by more than ten times.

"Just laugh!" Unwilling to admit that he was seduced by Mahadeva's singing, Na Luo Yantian puffed up and grabbed the sari that Mohini dropped and covered him with his backhand, "Tomorrow you will become Radha!"

"Tomorrow, we will talk about it tomorrow." Mahadeva seemed to have suddenly learned those little tricks, "I won, Na Luoyan, I want..." Before he could say anything, Na Luoyan's hand stopped touched his lips.

Na Luoyan always knew what he wanted.

He also understood what Luo Yan wanted.

Thus, the collision of the ancient primordial water and the fire linga was displayed again. They looked at each other and played a song that could bring happiness to the world with the remaining voices from the unimaginably ancient age.

In their collision, new souls and lives are born again in the world, and in their combination, a new orbit of the universe is born again. Vedic classics once again interpret the profound meaning of Fa-rectification in the process of their love for each other. This world Benefit from this, the development of this universe, and the complete explanation of these all-encompassing rules.

However, in this re-construction of the world, Mahadeva knew that this was not very satisfactory for himself, so he was eager to benefit the world again.

Na Luoyan panted and pushed him away: "Don't think about the next time."

"But there should be more." Mahadeva said.

"Maybe, after many years." Narayan washed his exhaustion in the huge sea of ​​karma that cannot see through everything, "Mahadeva, you'd better go to Shakti first, she agreed to reincarnate in the world, But I don't see that she has a choice about her parents."

"She will choose," Mahadeva said. "She knows whom to choose."

The next day, Mahadeva was telling everyone about the deeds of Narayantian, and this time, Gayadu was also listening.

She not only listened to the story of Narayantian, but also stared at the beautiful girl Mohini. She hoped that Mohini could talk to her, and she longed for the blessing of this enchantingly beautiful girl.

At this time, a girl came over and said, "Your Majesty, when the saint's course is over, we will hold a bracelet ceremony for you."

Gayadu nodded, willing to accept such an arrangement.

The saint who told the scriptures told the story of Narayantian very well. He mentioned that the universe is in the belly of Narayantian. He said that all the creatures in the world are the fragments dropped by Narayantian. The scriptures are all taught by Narayantian to Brahma by opening his eyes in a void... He said that everything in this world has the shadow of Narayantian, because he is everywhere in the sky, he is everywhere, and everything is his. Carrier.

Gayadu didn't know much knowledge, but when she saw that Mohini girl turned a leaf into countless exquisite food, she suddenly understood that if Narayantian was in the body of the Mohini girl, then he That's how brilliant and great it is.

Naluo Yantian, he can be her, he can make it, and he can be him.

Therefore, the queen believed in Narayantian with reverence, and she went to the saint before the ceremony, knelt down and begged him to bless her, and asked for a statue of Narayantian: "Holy one, I hope I can get the blessing of Narayantian, I want to believe in him, I want to worship him, I am eager to get his blessing, I hope my children will be so devout and faithful, please give me a statue, then The statue of Luo Yantian, I will put him on my head and return to my husband's palace."

Mahadeva smiled, and the Brahmin sages who sat below and listened to the lecture also laughed.

At this time, Moses Ni came over: "Queen, when you leave, there will naturally be a statue."

This time, the girl who had just notified Gayadu of the bracelet ceremony also came over, helped her to sit on the stone chair, and then followed Mohini.

Gayadu's maid hurried out.

Jayanti also came over with Maya, and she handed the silver plate in her hand to Mosini, who held it to make the lights inside brighter and more beautiful.

She circled three times in front of Gayadu with a silver plate, and then dotted an auspicious mole on her forehead. At this time, all the girls gathered around.

They presented gifts to Gayadu, and the girl who had been with Mohini took out countless bracelets and put them on for her.She has so many gold bracelets, one after another, wrapping Gayadu's wrist layer by layer, and protecting her body layer by layer.

They sang blessing songs for her, and every word was praying for her peace and joy.

Countless flowers sprinkled on her head, these beautiful flowers fell on her body, taking away her sadness.

Mohini said: "I will bless your son to be healthy and lovely forever, and Lakshmi will bless your son to be undefeated. Queen Gayadu, may you be blessed."

Gayadu is grateful.

In the royal palace, her husband has too many wives, even if she is a regular wife, she can only endure her husband's neglect. Even if the law requires her husband to treat them equally, how many of them can actually do it?

And in this pure cultivation forest, she received meticulous care.

Such a beautiful day flies by quickly, and Gayadu lives leisurely and comfortably in the pure cultivation forest. She knows that the saint and his wife Moses Ni love each other very much, and she envies this kind of life, even if they are not in the same state of life—— The saint's life is simple, which can be called asceticism, but his wife is more noble and luxurious than the princess, but she doesn't want the saint to change, and the saint doesn't force her to make concessions. They live very happily, just like the princess. The most beautiful scenery in the world has been integrated into their lives by them.

The saint will sing and dance with his wife. When they sing and dance, all the flowers are in full bloom, all the birds are singing together, and the forest of pure cultivation is full of vitality.

Together with her husband, Mohini will use magic power to transform the creatures with 32 virtues in the pure cultivation forest into human forms. After they are transformed into human forms, they will become Gandharvas, born for singing and dancing, and born for praise.