vstars Chapter 67
Chapter 67
Pharaharata's eyes showed compassion, he loved his god, and he also respected his father, but his father was so cruel, how could he make him wake up?
This Asura prince, who is not yet 15 years old, looks no different from mortals and the Devas. The Asura aura on him is very weak, because he started to study the Vedas as soon as he was born. He not only studied the classics , and earnestly comprehended the Dharma, as a son, he could not resist his father's various practices, but as a devout follower of Vishnu, he had already embarked on a completely different path from the golden bed.
Jin Chuang, he has never loved anyone in his life, except his elder brother Jin Mu.
And now he suddenly fell in love with that slim-waisted girl, this love came too suddenly, it suddenly filled his whole soul, the rest of the people, even Gayadu who gave birth to four sons for him, even Holiga, who was running around for him to become a real king, even the guru Sujialuo around him, even the ministers and loyal servants who were loyal to him, could not get half of his affection, and was replaced by the thin-waisted girl. It is true that Pharaharata, who has been raised, has his love, but it is far from enough-the golden bed's love for the thin-waisted girl cannot be described in words.
He didn't know where such passionate love came from. In terms of beauty alone, the beautiful woman with beautiful hair is indeed extremely beautiful, but beauty is not the only thing that is the essence of love. There are also people everywhere, some of them have green eyes, some have blue eyes, some have brown and black eyes, even gray and red eyes, but none of these eyes are so breathtaking.
Jin Chuang didn't understand why this love was so intense, he only knew that he couldn't live without that slender-waisted girl.
Even if he couldn't have her, he'd rather just see her, listen to her, know she was there, and it would calm him down.
So he walked to the door of his son Pharaharata's room, intending to ask him about the thin-waisted girl. However, before he entered the room, he heard his son praising Vishnu's name loudly.
Vishnu has many names.
Pharahharata praised Vishnu, he was extremely devout, and his heart was full of love and respect.
The golden bed suddenly became angry.
This anger came too fast, so fast that the golden bed couldn't tell where it came from and why it came from. However, Bharaharata was his son, the only child he could relate to that thin-waisted girl... …The golden bed was angry, and he slowly exited his son's room, thinking about how to dig Vishnu out of his son's brain and throw it away.
Vishnu, the god who resides aloft in Vigondra.
The golden bed remembers that he killed Jinmu, and he also remembered that he refused all of them to see him in Vigongja, and he remembered that he rescued Morgan Daye from the flood when Indra was fighting with Vrito ... How dare such a god win the admiration of the son of the golden bed?
He hated it so much that his teeth ached.
Vishnu, the golden bed didn't really see him, but he hated this god who knew only by name.
The golden bed believes that he has countless possibilities, as long as he can find this Vishnu who is hiding in Vigongja, he can kill him—because he has the blessing of Brahma.
That blessing is very useful, so far no one has been able to defeat him, and this is all the benefit of the blessing.
The golden bed remembered the blessing he wanted from Brahma—not to be killed by Brahma’s creations, not to be killed by devas, devis, asuras, beasts, dragons and snakes, not to die outside the door, not to die inside the door, not to die To die by day, not to die by night, not to be killed by weapons, not to be killed by being in non-being, not to be killed by being or not, not to be killed by truth or illusion—all these requirements, Brahma has fulfilled, Who and what can kill him?
So, the golden bed was extremely angry, and he smashed all the clay pots in the hall.
"Your Majesty, why are you so angry?" Su Jialuo came over and asked the golden bed.
The golden bed said: "Sujialuo, I want to find Vigong, I want to avenge my brother, I want to kill Vishnu, I want to become the only god in this universe! Whether it is Brahma, Shiva , or Vishnu, neither of them should be in a higher position than me!"
The words of the golden bed scared Sukara and fell to the ground. He quickly got up and said to the golden bed: "Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible! Do you know who Vishnu is? Do you know who Shiva is? We You only know that Brahma is the creator, but do you know where Brahma came from?"
The golden bed shook his head.
Sukara began to tell the story of the birth of Brahma.
He had seen the world many, many years ago in Shiva's womb, he had seen the world where nothing existed before, ancient stories that cannot be described by memory.
"That is the past I saw in Shiva's womb. It is a world where the Three Realms do not yet exist. There is no sun, moon, stars, living beings, and Brahma."
After all, Su Jialuo is a great immortal, and he demonstrated the past to Jin Chuang.
"When everything does not exist yet and everything is still in chaos, Vishnu is sleeping, and Shiva is also sleeping. They generate themselves, and they are equivalent to nothing. At this time, Vishnu wanted to There is 'matter', but 'water' is the only thing that gives birth to everything. Therefore, as soon as his thoughts moved, the original water flowed out of his body, forming an ocean——Your Majesty, I once stole some of the original water , it guided me to get the resurrection spell, and now you want to kill Vishnu, how do you know that he is the simple existence of 'birth'."
Sukara continued: "When the primordial water appeared, Shiva condensed a substance from the water. Originally, he was power and did not have a substance. When he discovered that the water was a substance, he knew that he should also be Substantial, he gave birth to a body by himself, and when his body was completed, he opened his eyes and saw Vishnu.
At this time, Shiva gave birth to countless passionate emotions, which condensed into fire linga and were thrown into the primordial water. This kind of collision is a combination, so Vishnu gave birth to a lotus flower from his own navel , the lotus has been bred for countless years before it blooms. At the moment of flowering, there is a golden Brahma egg in it. When the Brahma egg opens, it is Brahma. "
Sukara asked: "Your Majesty, all things and everything in this world are essentially Vishnu. Although the original water did not flow to the human world, Brahma used it to create things. The sun, the moon and the stars are all Vishnu himself, and even the light is what he needs in his dreams to appear. If Shiva is the source of power, then Vishnu is the source of existence. If they die, the universe will also die. When you die, everything that exists in the universe will disappear, because Vishnu is the personification of the entire universe."
"How is this possible?!" Golden Bed didn't believe it, "If he is really the universe, then why is he so unkind to me and other Asuras?"
Su Jialuo shook his head, and he didn't know why.
"Therefore, I will kill anyone who believes in him, anyone!" Golden Bed roared, rushing to the room of his son Pharaharata.
He smashed the idol enshrined by Pharaharata, pushed down his altar, turned around, kicked Pharaharata's chest, and kicked the young child to the ground.
"Father! Father, why are you so angry?" Pharaharata hurriedly climbed to the foot of the golden bed, holding his father's feet with both hands, "Father! What did I do wrong, please tell me clearly! You are my father. Father, if you are angry, I will also suffer because of it, so please tell me how I can calm you down."
Lovely Pharaharata, his age is just a baby among the Asuras - mortals can live to be four hundred years old, and 15-year-old children are not even considered real "human beings", they can't work , and can't participate in the sacrifice, they are too young, they should still follow their mother, dragging their mother's skirt to act like a baby.
And Asura's life span is dozens of times and hundreds of times longer than that of ordinary people. At the age of 15, they should not even hold a knife or gun. Even the most combative Asura would not let a child go to the battlefield.
What's more, children are so precious, who is willing to beat and scold them?
Therefore, Pharaharada was really worried. He was worried about what terrible evil had corrupted his father's soul, and he was even more worried about what terrible thing his father would think of to frighten his subjects.
So, he hugged his father's feet even harder, trying to get some inspiration from him.
But where can the golden bed make him fulfill his wish?
Those servants in his palace, those ministers in his kingdom, none of them told this son about the enmity between Vishnu and him, and this son still believed in that false god!
The golden bed thought about the stories of Sukara again—if the stories were true, it would be even more terrifying. Vishnu did not treat all creations equally. How could they, Asuras, not be his children?
If it is false, then Vishnu is even more terrifying and hypocritical.
The golden bed angrily told Pharaharata to throw it away: "You can only believe in the only god, which is me! Vishnu has a hatred against me, a deep hatred! He is hypocritical and hateful, how can you trust him and abandon you The real god? I am your father, and I should be your only true god! Now, if you promise to never worship Vishnu again, then I will let you leave your door, otherwise, you will die here !"
After finishing speaking, he kicked Pharaharata into the air again, watched him fall to the wall, and then fell to the ground, bringing up a series of gravel—he snorted coldly, turned and left the room , locked the door tightly, and no one was allowed to enter it.
All these things about the golden bed fell into the eyes of Vishnu, who lived high in Vigongzha. Shiva was very angry about this, and wished to go to Indraraga immediately and kill the golden bed.
Vishnu took his hand and shook his head.
"Narayan!" Shiva's anger persisted.
"Maha Deva, look at Gayadu." Narayan said something irrelevant.
Maha Deva continued to look at the city of good view in Indra Ragari, and saw Gayadu sitting at the gate of Bharat Rata and crying loudly.
She cried very sadly, and slapped the huge iron gate with her hands: "My poor son, my son...it's all my fault, how can I bring you back here? Stay in the Jingxiu Forest, there will be The radiance of the Lord and the Mother shines on us, we devoutly believe in Narayantian, who is as gentle and loving as a mother, and teaches knowledge as a father...My poor son, how can we live to this moment without him? Why am I so stupid! I brought you back... Does your body hurt? Does your heart hurt? "
However, no one paid attention to her crying.
It was precisely because she was the mother of the four princes that she was not killed, and that was all.
Mahadeva understood compassion and asked, "Narayan, how can we save them from suffering?"
"Mahadeva, this happened in Gayadu's previous life. Do you remember the child named Vina? The son of Manu, who later left his country and became an ascetic?"
Mahadeva nodded, and instantly understood everything - this Gayade is half of Vina.
He became an ascetic in the past, and after he no longer had contact with people, he practiced and became a fairy. However, although he had a child, he was always lonely and suffering because of what he had done before.And this kind of pain affected himself, so when he practiced, he split the part that yearned for companionship—that part wandered around the world and was reincarnated as Gayadu.
Now, how could she not be suffering for Barena?
Mahadeva sighed, unwilling to see the suffering in the lower realm.
Narayan had no choice but to sit beside him and comfort him: "Don't worry, Mahadeva, she will not suffer because of this, but when the evil deeds of the golden bed reach their peak, she and Pharaharata will be safe... …I will shelter them."
He said, holding Mahadeva's head with both hands, making him look at him.
Mahadeva looked at him, and saw from his eyes that the imprisoned Pharaharata actually closed his eyes and meditated on Narayan, and while meditating, he got everything he wanted—— — food, water, and even music that makes people happy.