[Indian Mythology] Self-cultivation of male gods

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Politi, he is the grandson of Manu, the son of Veena, he is a shining child born from the arm of Veena by the immortal incarnate of the great god. Growing up, he was very different from his brother, who was born with all the dissatisfaction and anger of the Veena. He was born with these, and naturally he could not make the kingdom of the Veena a truly peaceful land.

And the other son, Politi, he is Vishnu worried that it would be an ominous sign that Vina would have another son, so he put a little joy and a little responsibility of himself in the arm of Vina, on that arm , he rubbed it until the arm of Vina was cracked by his rubbing, and Politi was born from it.

Thus, Politi resembles him in appearance.

Therefore, Shakti was born in Politi's home.

She was born as Polishni, and she was born with incomparable divine light. She never forgot that she was the goddess Shakti, and she never forgot what the purpose of her birth was. She needed to be combined with Shiva, but the embarrassment was , she wanted to be close to Vishnu.In the human world, Politi is one of the incarnations of Vishnu, how could she not be born in his family?

Politi is a brilliant man, he has the blessing and glory of Vishnu, which is why he is loved by the people.

And as soon as Na Luoyan appeared, he was recognized by the people, and they surrounded him with shouts, really thinking that this person who came was their king Politi.

After Goddess Lakshmi arrived in the kingdom of Politi, she knew the truth instantly, and she immediately understood what was going on, so she no longer worried that Goddess Shakti would be mistreated.But she still wanted to see Polishni, the auspicious cow reincarnated by Shakti.

At this time, some people had already come, and they were about to touch Naluoyantian.

They love their king, and touching their feet to him is like touching their parents. Kings should have the heart of a loving mother and the appearance of a strict father.

Lakshmi went over and stopped the person who wanted to salute, she said: "This elder, you should not salute to someone you do not expect, this is not your king, but the person you want to salute Man is your king, so it doesn't fit..."

"Goddess." Narayan called Lakshmi, "Whether intentional or unintentional, Goddess, as long as they seek refuge and sincerely worship me, I will bless them," he said, looking at Mahadeva, "It's the same with Mahadeva, so don't stop others. I saw a baby just born, she didn't understand right and wrong, but she touched my feet with her hands. Goddess, I will protect her until the end of the world. .”

Mahadeva also nodded and said: "Yes, Goddess Lakshmi, it is important to concentrate on meditation and hard work, but in many cases, beliefs are not derived from the day after tomorrow. Some beliefs are innate."

"Like Jana and Vijna?" Lakshmi asked.

Her wisdom made the two Lords smile together.

At this time, the people were also very puzzled, why this person who had the same appearance as their king was not their king?They had seen the king's brother, the ugly, haggard brother, who had brought suffering to the people, so that the people had to overthrow him, and put his brother Politi on the throne instead.

So, this man is neither the king nor the king's brother, so who is he?

Who can be born so brilliant?

They love their king sincerely, because he is good-looking and has a graceful figure. His every move and smile, every word and deed reflect the Dharma of Manu. Because of his existence, his country is free from evil spirits. His grandmother Iro and He has similar eyes, which is more indicative of his noble blood-but this man, he is more glorious and beautiful than their king.

This man is extremely tall, but his tall figure does not make him look dangerous. He has a smile on his face, and that smile contains endless affection. Even a man would like to change into a sari to win him a second look. s right.His eyes are like lotus flowers, and there are all the colors in the world in those black and white eyes, as if the stars fell in his eyes, and it seems that the light of the sun and the moon can only show miracles with his eyes.The tip of his nose is even engraved with the most beautiful fragrance in the world, no matter if it is yotanbra or jasmine, it cannot compare to the joy adorned on the tip of his nose.His lips did not utter a word, and people heard the song that has been handed down from ancient times. What is praised in the song is not known whose miracle it is.

They sincerely loved this foreigner who had the same face as their king, who surpassed him in beauty, yet was humble enough: "You should not praise me, people, but praise and sing your praises to Polly, your king, as usual. Ti, he is your king, he has brought you a bountiful harvest, and he has built a strong city wall for you, but I, I am just a stranger, and you should continue to respect your king.”

"But the respected sages, gods and Lords of Life tell us that only people with great morality and great merit can have beauty. If a person's beauty is admirable, then he must be a person who is admirable." A The Brahman came over with his hands clasped together, "The priest once said that if a person is more beautiful than Indra, then he must be Varuna who can tolerate everything; Chandra of love, if a person is more beautiful than Chandra, then he must be Kama who can be combined with others, and if a person is more beautiful than Kama, then this person must be wise and lovely, Wisdom is great, purity is good, compassion is stern, therefore, let us worship you, venerables, sages!"

They made such a big commotion outside the palace, how could Politi in the palace not know about it?

He led Polyshini and walked out of the palace like an ordinary herdsman.

He said to Polysheni the piebald cow: "Listen, my sister, my dear Polysheni, I am so glad that the guards have reported that three bright men have come to our country, I They will be invited to sit in the palace, and you are my favorite Polyshni, dear sister, you should help me!"

Polyshine is a cow that doesn't need to be with a bull to produce milk, and her milk doesn't need to be given to anyone—Politi doesn't drink, Politi's wife doesn't drink, Politi His children didn't drink it either, so he gave the milk of Polyshini to Soma, who used it to brew soma juice, and the soma juice was very strange, it disappeared after brewing——Somo Just continue to ask for the milk of Borisini to continue brewing soma juice, and then they continue to disappear.

No one knows why.

Politi vaguely understood, and he felt that there would be an answer to this matter today.

So, he led Polyshini to the crowd, and among the crowd, he saw the glorious god!

"Praise to Narayana! Praise to Great Heaven! Praise to Goddess Sri!" He let go of the rope of Polishini, and under the eyes of everyone who didn't understand, he jumped directly at the feet of the three gods, "Narayantian, Great Heaven, Goddess Lakshmi, I did not expect to be able to see the true face of the Lords and Goddesses before I died, it moved me, I couldn't contain my ecstasy - my heart is dancing on fire at this moment, I Your love has burst through my chest!"

As he said this, sure enough, his chest began to crack, and a bloodstain appeared like this.

Na Luoyan immediately pressed the crack on his chest, and the crack stopped expanding.

Mahadeva grabbed a handful of soil and poured the vitality of the earth into her palm, and the soil became a good medicine and spread it on Politi's chest.

"In the future, if this kind of soil is washed with clean water, it can cure diseases." Narayan showed the soil in Mahadeva's hand to Politi, "Remember, it must be clean, clean The soil has the power to heal."

Politi immediately held the soil in the palm of his hand and placed it on top of his head.

Having received such a great blessing, Politi's joy was obvious. He got up and saluted again, and his actions made his people also worship the gods together.At this moment, Polishni came over. She saluted the two Lords, and then greeted Lakshmi. She looked very intimate, like sisters who had not seen each other for many years.

"This is really miraculous! Apart from the fact that she can produce her own milk, this is the most miraculous thing!" said the minister following Politi at this time, "Just why, the soma juice brewed from her milk every day Will they all disappear?"

Na Luoyan smiled, but did not answer.

Mahadeva looked at Lakshmi, and Lakshmi looked at Praishni.

Prashni's eyes also met Lakshmi's, and they exchanged the secret of this milk.

"That's how it is." Lakshmi learned the truth of the matter, but she didn't tell it. She just said: "This is the inevitable result. Those soma juices have turned into nectar and disappeared into this world. However Well, the milk of Polishni cannot be drunk directly, a drop of this milk can feed the world, so once someone takes a sip, he will be bursting, even Indra, he does not have such a large appetite. "

"That's really great. If a drop of milk can feed the world, then we should really be grateful for the disappearance of those nectars, otherwise it will cause a catastrophe!" Politi patted his chest with lingering fear, "Gods, please come Rest in my palace, I am truly honored, please do honor me."

Mahadeva and Narayana agreed to the request.

The descendant of Manu, he is extremely honored to lead the way for the great gods in front of him, and the Polyshini behind him seems to be the same as the gods... Politi was a little skeptical, but he still let go of the anxiety in his heart, He took the crowd to his palace and presented the best delicacies for the gods to enjoy.

However, how did he know that his subjects began to ask for the gift of the earth endlessly because they knew the news that the soil could cure diseases.

In order to be able to cure diseases, in order to be able to treat others in exchange for rewards, the soil was made into weird shapes by them, but it still has curative properties... Just when their king was talking with the gods, they had already made the earth The mother is unable to bear the unbearable weight on her body.

The mother of the earth, Ximi Devi, has always longed to marry Narayantian, but Narayantian promised her that she would marry her in a long time, which made her hopeful and waited... However, at this moment, the people on the ground The demands on her made her angry.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" The minister hurried into the hall, "Your Majesty, it's not good! A tall and strong beauty came outside. She was more than ten feet tall, holding a weapon in her hand and wearing a yellow sari. Kill everyone!"

Politi immediately picked up his bow and arrow and ran out.

He saw the beautiful woman, she was indeed beautiful, but her form was terrible.

"Ximi Devi!" Narayan also came out, "What are you doing?"

"Na Luoyantian!" Earth Mother's anger dissipated a lot, but she still didn't cancel her angry gesture, "Here, people here wantonly take from me, they don't know how to give, they only know how to take, so terrible, so The cruelty! How can I tolerate them treating me like this?"

"But they are also your children, Simi Devi." Lakshmi stepped out, hoping to appease the mother of the earth with her gentle female power, but the jealousy of the earth mother made her abandon the appeased. Chance.

"Mother Earth, are you going to kill all human beings?" Mahadeva had already raised her trident.

"Mahadeva, you can't do this... This is indeed wrong for human beings, but the earth mother can't be so impulsive," Narayan pressed Mahadeva's hand, and comforted Mahadeva with his arms , "Trust me, everything will turn around."

At this time, Mother Earth said: "Na Luo Yantian, you don't want me to kill everyone - yes! I can't refuse you, I can't refuse all your requests. However, I will decide never to provide any of these people. Blessings, and no help at all—the earth will no longer produce anything!"

This sentence frightened Politi, and he clasped his hands together, begging Mother Earth's forgiveness.

However, Ximi Devi was unmoved.

"Goddess, mother! If you really don't intend to give my people any nurturing power, then please tell me, are you willing to be with my sisters?" He pointed to the holy piebald cowboy beside him Shini, "My sister Polyshni, she is so holy and lovely, and she has not disrespected you...Goddess, would you like to be with her and be comforted by her?"

In Politi's view, a cow is much more soothing than an angry goddess.

Anyone, any god, will have the characteristics of the incarnation after incarnation. Although Shakti is full of divinity, but the incarnation becomes a cow, and he has the characteristics of a cow.

Therefore, Poletti believes that the goddess of the earth is also like this, and he can calm her down by raising cattle.

Ximi Devi looked at Politi's face, then at Narayan, finally nodded and turned into a huge cow.

At this moment, Naroyan smiled and waved to Polishini.

The incarnation of Shakti, the auspicious Polysheni, instantly understood the meaning of Narayan, and quickly walked under the belly of the huge cow, and began to suck the milk of the cow—the earth The mother, Shemi Devi, the milk of the Goddess is the nourishment of the world, and her milk is sucked by Shakti, who is the primordial mother, and she alone nourishes the world.

Thus, the cycle of cause and effect, reincarnation and life, was taken care of and nourished by Mother Earth again... Although, Mother Earth was so angry that she turned back into a human form and burst into tears.

"I want to curse you! I want to curse you! Polyte! Polyte!" Earth Mother cried, and Narayan was of no help to her.

"Please don't curse me, Mother Earth, I will resign as king, I will leave here, and for your happiness, for your happiness, I will dedicate myself." The golden crown is taken off.

And when he said and did so, the green adopted son of Valikuna passed the news to Manu's palace.

Manu aged a lot instantly, he covered his face, not knowing what to do.

"Father!" At this time, Ira came out. She was no longer a child of four or five years old. She was beautiful and her eyes were as big as two stars. You can get a man's body through hard work!"

"My child...how can you do this?" Yi Luo hugged her in fright.

"Mother, if Politi goes to practice asceticism, if he goes to the holy life and dedicates himself to the mother of the earth... then who will inherit the father's kingdom? Who will take care of this place, and who will protect the subjects' land under their wings Ira said, knelt down and touched her mother's feet, "forgive me, mother, my brothers have their own kingdoms, and when the golden bed invaded, some of them died in battle... the rest I can't take care of too much, only me, only I have no worries, mother, father, I will go to penance!"