[Indian Mythology] Self-cultivation of male gods

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Lakshmi stepped back, she smiled and said, "We are just foreigners, can't we enter the city?"

The guards retreated back, but still guarded the door, as if the people in this bullock cart would be dangerous. They were in a dilemma, but because the beautiful-haired girl who was talking to them was really pretty, they refused her It made them feel so heartbroken that they died on the spot, so they had no choice but to keep silent and let this beautiful girl ask questions.

Noticing the almost heartbroken look on their faces, Lakshmi no longer wanted to embarrass them, so she said, "We are just shepherds, warriors, we are shepherds from the far south, we are not We will conflict with anyone, and we don't want to conflict with others, warriors, don't you think we are such terrible people?" She moved to the side, so that Luo Yantian who was sitting in the car showed his face .

Luo Yantian's face is beautiful, his eyebrows seem to be engraved with countless auspicious swastikas, his eyes are like green lotuses, his eyes are full of affection, the corners of his mouth seem to have honey, his face is like a full moon... No one would think that Such a man would be a man capable of using force, and even the guards felt sorry for him because he was dressed like a cowherd—with such appearance, he should be a Brahmin.

No, how can a Brahmin!

He should be a fairy, a god.

The guards gave way in shame, and invited the man in the bullock cart to enter the gate of the King's City of Ox Festival.

It is indeed a small city.

The small city gates and narrow roads surprised Lakshmi, who was used to seeing cities like Asoka. She raised her head and saw the small palace, and then looked at the palace that could only be born in a low place. The people in the thatched cottage couldn't help feeling compassionate, walked up to a girl selling water, and asked, "Has this always been like this here..."

The water seller had never seen such a beautiful woman as Lakshmi. She put her hands together and answered Lakshmi's question: "Noble and beautiful woman, I will answer your question. Ten years ago, this place was still alive. In the wealthy capital, each of us can drink rice porridge. Even if we can't taste the deliciousness of milk, milk is also indispensable during festivals.

"However, our king needs to be stronger, and the only one who can do this is Taibaijinxing Usanas, the mentor of Asura. Brother, he is also the adoptive brother of the green singer Jinjiang, such a glorious person, he came among us and showed us the way forward, so we dedicated all our belongings to him."

The girl who consecrated all her wealth has not a single golden ornament on her body, her bracelets are made of wood, there is only an iron nail on her nose, and her feet are not painted with cinnabar. A necklace of gold and silver can't be hung around her neck... Such a girl, at the time of her youth, has no decorations, and sits on the side of the street, using a bucket of clean water in exchange for the food she needs.

Lakshmi wanted to take his bracelet and hand it to the girl, but Narayan stopped her. He just exchanged common coins with her for clean water, and the pot of clean water was equivalent to these coins.

Lakshmi was puzzled, she looked at Narayan, but Narayan smiled and said: "Goddess, if I buy the clear water, she will have time to move the clear water and continue to sell water, and this will make her at least one day more The income of a jar of water, but she still gets it by her own labor and not a handout, Goddess, isn't that good?"

Lakshmi didn't understand at first, but after Narayantian's narration, she immediately understood his intention, and her love for him became stronger and more intense in an instant.

Sensing Lakshmi's passionate love, Mahadeva smiled and came over to lead the two into the bullock cart.

On the bullock cart, Goddess Lakshmi gazed at Narayanten with eyes full of love, and she hoped that he would tell her more knowledge, which made her extremely happy.

But what makes her happier than these is the discussion between her Swami and Mahadeva about Dharma and knowledge. The two of them seem to be arguing without any momentum of tension. They use words to talk, In the dialogue, the rules of the whole world are completely formulated.

Mahadeva hates rules, but is also the most disciplined.

What he hates are the rules that bind people's minds, but what he guards are the rules that make people's hearts soft and kind, and such rules contain countless details, that is what Luo Yantian was discussing with him fine print.

Nandi pulled the car and listened carefully to the teachings of the two Lords.

The same is true for Polishni. She leaned on Lakshmi's body, listening to such a debate, it was as if she heard the most beautiful reed pipe in the world.

There are no special things or people in the kingdom of the Ox Festival King. Poverty and hardship make these people more numb and lazy. No matter how hard they try, they will still be deprived of everything in the end and dedicated to Su Jie, the Lord of Venus. Luo, therefore, who will work hard to treat everything that is bound to be lost as something that truly belongs to them?

Maha Deva is the lord of mercy, he is really angry now, and intends to raise the trident in his hand, and throw it directly at Sukara, beheading his head.

But Narayan grabbed his hand again.

Narayan's slightly cool hand carried a refreshing fragrance, this fragrance was the smell of lotus, and this fragrance was the smell of Narayan's body... Mahadeva lost his efforts because Narayan grabbed his hand, he saw Looking at Na Luoyan, he said with a smile: "I will always get rid of my anger because of you holding my hand, Na Luoyan."

"Because I am your preferred believer, Mahadeva." Narayan said, lowering his head, trying to put Mahadeva's hand on top of his head, but Mahadeva grabbed his hand instead : "No, I cannot bless my Lord, Narayan... Mahadeva will always serve you as Lord."

The devotion and love the two of them had for each other was so strong that it even burned Nandi who was pulling the cart. This poor auspicious white bull, he could only run with all four hooves.

Nandi was running on the road, he was running fast, not at all like a cow pulling a cart, and because of his fast running, the guards at the gate of the palace happened to see him.

The guard was puzzled, and he said loudly: "I saw a strange thing, do you think it's strange?"

His companion sneered: "When you see a strange thing, you say it is a strange thing, and you still ask me if it is strange. You are really weird and frightening!"

"But what I saw was a strange thing—you see, the ox runs faster than the horse, and gallops like Surya's chariot!" cried the guard, turning his companion's head to the south. The direction Di flew.

Sure enough, the white bull galloped like Surya's chariot.

"I'll report to the king instead!" shouted the guard, rushing to the palace hall.

In the palace hall, King Niu Jie was discussing matters with the ministers. Now King Niu Jie is much more simple, and the ministers are the same. Only Su Jialuo, he is rich and powerful, but he never shows half of it.

Su Jialuo was even more terrified because he was almost chased and killed by Jayanti with a sword before, so he just asked King Niujie to order that strangers are not allowed to enter and leave the capital at will - now he almost hears that any stranger entering the capital will be terrified , He was worried and afraid, Jayanti's power was too amazing, he never thought that a woman would have such a powerful ability.

Therefore, when the guard rushed in and shouted "Stranger—Your Majesty, a stranger is coming! A magical stranger!", Su Jialuo's heart almost collapsed.

He stepped back, raised his eyes to look at the guard, and the guard just said: "Your Majesty, a stranger is driving an ox cart that is faster than Surya's chariot!"

This sentence made Su Jialuo breathe a sigh of relief.

He heard about the bullock cart, and heard that the bullock cart is so fast, and some people even praised the bullock cart... Sukara frowned and said: "Your Majesty, it is about the great heaven, Lord Shiva has come."

As a devout believer of Shiva, Sukara constantly introduces Shiva to people. He tells about his magic, describes his greatness, and tells Asuras that God Shiva doesn't care about his origin. Anyone, any Asura , As long as you worship Shiva devoutly, then this person will be blessed by Shiva.

Sukara, however, does not explain what this devotion really is.

Piety, what is it?

Asuras don't take it seriously, they just care about whether this god will benefit them.

As for King Niujie, he is more gentle than the golden bed. Even after seeing the end of the golden bed, the king had the idea of ​​believing in Vishnu, but Sukara said that Vishnu is not the real god, he said Many nice words forced King Niujie to believe in Shiva, but Shiva did not bless him.

Just as Sukara followed a king, the king would lose everything and even lose his life.

Believe in Shiva but deny Vishnu, so how can this person get Shiva's blessing?Even if it is a blessing, the three-phase god who can see through the future will not be a complete blessing to him. Just like the golden bed, although he has gained everything, he can easily lose everything.

However, King Niujie heard that it was Shiva who was coming, so he ran off the throne in fright, and jumped directly under the steps: "It turned out to be the Lord! Then the Lord Narayana should also come together! Hurry up to meet... ... welcome!"

"Your Majesty!" Sukara felt a little unhappy when he heard the name of Vishnu, but King Niujie didn't care at all. He quickly got up, rushed to the gate of the palace and stretched out his hand in the direction of the bull running: "Lord! Lord! Lord, I beg you two to stop, stop for now!"

The devotion of Niu Jie Wang stopped Nandi's footsteps.The dust raised along the way also fell to the ground at this moment, adorning it into blossoming daisies, making the road so clean and beautiful.

The people rejoiced at such a miracle, they forgot their poverty and misery, and ran out into the street with their hands up--those daisy-petals paved the way, and they rejoiced in beauty and fragrance, and it was an auspicious hour , which is the moment when their king asks the Lord to receive the offering.