All the subjects and people of Duoxiang City came out. In accordance with the provisions of the scriptures, they carried various auspicious gifts and were in high spirits. When they heard that Pandu's sons were coming and that they were outstanding good people, tens of thousands of subjects and people came forward in various vehicles to welcome them with great joy.
The people of Doxiang City came to the Kunti disciples, cheered and celebrated, and then stood around them. The palace and her six sons were warmly received by the citizens, and they also paid sincere respect to the citizens. Then, the seven mother and sons entered the newly decorated and densely populated Duoxiang City.
After entering the city, under the leadership of Jianzhan, the five Pandavas immediately visited the families of Brahmins who were loyal to their profession, the families of city officials, and the families of chariot warriors.
Several distinguished people also visited the homes of Vaishyas and Shudras. The subjects and people expressed their sincere respect to the five Pandavas of the Bharata tribe.
Then they started worshiping Lord Shiva and worshiping their late father Pandu. During the worship ceremony, the five of them couldn't understand why their mother Kunti didn't ask their younger brother to light a lamp and worship together.
When their hands touched the lingam, the symbol of Lord Shiva, Arjuna looked at the lamp standing idle and asked his doubts.
Ran Deng didn't understand either. It seemed that Kunti, a mother who believed deeply in Dharma, had never asked him to sacrifice to Shiva and Vishnu since he was a child. Of course, Ran Deng was also happy to do so. To worship gods such as Shiva, he needed to touch something that was said to be Shiva's vagina, but he had no such interest.
Kunti's eyes were calm, he glanced at his sons, and said calmly: "The origins of the burning lamps are different, and there is no need to sacrifice them to the heaven."
When she was still a young girl, she had witnessed Ran Deng's previous life, had a discussion with the incarnation of Lord Shiva, the Immortal in Clothes, and later had a tit-for-tat confrontation over her pregnancy.
In her heart, Ran Deng's deity is also a deity worthy of her respect, and is not inferior to Mahatma Shiva. She believes that that god will not be willing to sacrifice to Mahatma no matter what.
After the sacrifice, under the guidance of the famous architect Brochan, they went to an apartment. This Brochan prepared all kinds of food and drinks for them, as well as gorgeous beds and first-class cushions. Kunti, mother and son, and their entourage, after being hospitably received by Brochan, stayed in their residence, attended by many city residents.
After they stayed there for ten nights, Brochan reported that their palace was completed and named the Auspicious Palace.
After hearing Brozhan's report, Ran Deng's eyes showed a half-smile but not a smile. The story he was familiar with had indeed come as promised.
The auspicious palace is actually not auspicious, as the burning lamp clearly shows that the materials used to build the palace are all flammable. Needless to say, shortly after entering the palace, Yama, the god of death who symbolizes dharma, fought hard with Kunti's children. He immediately discovered the strangeness of the palace and reported it to their mother.
Kunti's expression remained unchanged after hearing the report of his eldest son Jianzhan, and he just let them make their own decisions.
"I think that we should live here quietly, pretending that we are doomed, and secretly find a safe way out of here. If we are afraid of being burned to death, we can escape rashly. After Duryodhana seizes the throne, There will be other ways to frame us.
We have no status, but he is in a high position; we have no allies, but he has many followers; we have no supplies, but he has many warehouses; he must have a way to eliminate us. Therefore, we have to deceive Brahchan, the villain and the enemy of sin, and live in a secluded place. We pretend to like hunting and wander around this area, then we will find a way to escape. Now we dig a very hidden tunnel and hide in it to breathe. The fire will not burn us and it will help us leave this beautiful but dangerous palace. "
After hearing the words of her eldest son Jianzhan, Kunti sighed deeply. Now, her children and her elder sister-in-law Gandhari's one hundred sons could no longer coexist.
"Jianzhan, you are the eldest among the brothers. The eldest brother is like a father. Your decision should be the joint decision of the six Pandavas. I just want to tell you that in the future, whether it is joy or pain, you should bear it together. "
Kunti held the burning lamp and educated several children. The five children nodded repeatedly. Compared with Dhritarashtra's hundred sons, they only had six brothers, so they should be more united.
Ran Deng, in his heart, nodded at the unity of these nominal brothers, but what he was thinking more about was another thing. Six brothers share blessings and hardships, so when the five of them marry the black princess together, will they also have to light up the lamp for a day
Thinking of this, Ran Deng suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and made up his mind that when they went to Panchaela for marriage in the future, it would be better for them to go as far as possible.
Although the Black Princess is said to be a rare beauty in the world, she still has no habit of sharing things with her brothers.
Several brothers decided to dig a secret passage in the middle of the room where Kunti and Ran Deng lived to escape from the palace, so that their mother and younger brother could enter the secret passage immediately.
Out of pity for their mother and younger brother, the five Pandavas did not agree with Kunti and Randeng to join them in digging the secret tunnel. It was just the five of them who took advantage of the night to do so.
The five Pandavas were all extremely powerful warriors. A secret passage leading to the outside world was dug by them in less than a month.
At night, the five Pandavas took turns to be alert for any abnormality; during the day, they went from one forest to another to hunt. They were full of doubts, but they seemed to be full of trust; they were indignant, but they seemed to be satisfied; in this way, they deceived Brochan and paralyzed his vigilance.
As for Ran Deng, he was practicing martial arts with his brothers during the day and sinking into yoga concentration at night.
He has been practicing yoga since he was born, and it has been almost ten years now, almost without interruption.
Concentration, concentration, and samadhi. In such a dangerous palace, Ran Deng discovered that his yoga skills were enough to enter samadhi. He was only one step away from entering the level of samadhi.
Whether it is concentrating on visualization or meditating, there is no such thing as reaching the peak. The art of yoga is a method that can be practiced all the time. Even as powerful as Lord Shiva, he often sits on top of the snow-capped mountains, concentrating on meditation and comprehending the art of yoga.
However, as long as there is enough concentration and concentration, the door to samadhi will naturally open.
Samadhi is the term for burning lamps. When the three creator gods created the art of yoga, they called this state of being close to the unity of Brahman and self called Samadhi. The emotional self and the supreme self are integrated into one, without the three ends of knowledge, ability to know, and knowledge. The supreme true wisdom is the self-image, and pure spiritual clarity is the self-nature, which is Samadhi.
The state of samadhi cannot be measured by ordinary thinking, because the single-headed consciousness in concentration is no longer an ordinary form of thinking. Entering the heart with the heart, entering with the heart, there is no longer the opposition between the observer and the observed, everything belongs to Intuitive evidence.
Therefore, in this last section, as the visualization and meditation stages progress, it is no longer possible to express it in words. In fact, from the beginning of concentration, it is already a bit impossible to speak, think, and think. The closer to samadhi, the more demanding it is not to work hard, not to use force, and not to use the "heart".
The state of samadhi is achieved by a single thought, not by "working", because samadhi itself is not an object, it is not an entity external to the heart, samadhi is just a kind of agreement between the self-mind and the Brahma mind. There is a sudden tacit understanding and mutual understanding. At that moment, the boundary between the observer and the observed person disappears. The ability to observe instantly becomes infinite but does not need to be used by the observer, because there is no longer the distinction between the observer and the observed person. Opposition, observation is transformed into "witnessing".
From this, the observer will break the limitations of the mortal mind of the flesh, enter the form realm and the formless realm with the duality of unity, and truly realize the supreme goal of the unity of Brahman and self, the unity of heaven and man.
At this time, Ran Deng entered into this thought. His mind was empty and thoughtless, just wanting to find the fit between himself and the world.
Outside him, the fire was raging, lighting up the entire sky red.
Several people have been staying in this palace for nearly a year. They saw that the people sent by Duryodhana had been paralyzed by them. They decided to personally cause this destined war. fire.
Because Ran Deng felt that the time had come, he had already told his mother that he was going to rest in his room. Kunti was in need of alms, so he held a grand banquet in honor of the Brahmins that night. Many women also came to the palace, laughing and having fun, eating and drinking as they pleased, until Kunti allowed him to leave, and then they returned home late at night.
At that banquet, there happened to be a Nishatha woman and her five sons. She was driven by the God of Death and brought her six sons with her to beg for food. The woman and her six sons drank happily and got drunk. She and her five sons were so drunk that they all fell asleep in the house. They were all unconscious, as if they were dead.
When he saw this mother and six sons, Jian Zhan thought that the meeting they had been waiting for for a long time had finally come.
Late at night, the wind howled and people fell asleep. At this moment, the enemy's army set a fire in the place where Duryodhana's spy Burocha was sleeping. Then, the fire set off a billowing heat wave, burning the entire palace and making a huge noise.
"Arjuna, hurry up and wake up Ran Deng, we are leaving now."
Jianzhan saw that his mother and other brothers had arrived at the secret passage, except for the youngest brother, Ran Deng, who was not there, so he quickly asked Arjuna to wake him up.
The room where the lamp was lit was right next to the secret passage. Arjuna pushed his hand and pushed the door open. After opening the door, the six mother and son discovered that Ran Deng was in the room, posing in a strange posture. He was sitting upright on a cushion, his legs were circling, the heel of his left foot was firmly against the vaginal area, and the sole of his right foot was Place it between the thigh and calf of your left leg.
"Yoga sitting."
Arjuna also practiced yoga with his teacher Drona. Although he had never seen Ran Deng's original sitting method, he could tell at a glance that Ran Deng was practicing yoga and had entered a critical period. Otherwise, this raging fire, both in sound and temperature, was far from ordinary, and it was impossible for him not to feel it.
'Mother, what should I do?'
Jianzhan immediately looked at his mother Kunti, waiting for her instructions. He also knew that it was taboo to be interrupted while practicing yoga, as it would most likely lead to the death of the practitioner.
There was a trace of anxiety in Kunti's eyes. She looked at the fire around her, sighed and said, "Let's wait first."
They could wait, but the fire would not wait. Soon, the fire spread and came to the side of the room with the lamp. After a while, one side of the wall of the burning lamp room was already burning, and the flames were moving along the floor towards the burning lamp not far away.
"Mom, let's move Brother Randeng out. If he's injured, he's injured. We can't control him so much."
Seeing the fierceness of the fire, Bijun quickly urged his mother.
Kunti breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and glanced at Ran Deng, who was sitting cross-legged, and was about to let the soldiers break in to save people. Suddenly, a soft and gentle voice appeared in her ears: "Don't be anxious, this is a great opportunity and cannot be destroyed."
Kunti looked up and saw a compassionate and beautiful goddess in white heavenly clothes above the flames, smiling at her.
"Venerable Two-horse Boy."
Kunti had seen this goddess who had changed her attire twice, once when she was serving the Immortal We Yi. In her previous life, Ran Deng had brought two stable boys with her to discuss the art of yoga with the Immortal We Yi. The other time was twenty years ago, when she summoned the two-horse child god to help her husband Pandu's other wife Madri become pregnant. This is how Asuka and Yitian were born.
Kunti's five children also saw the two-horse boy in the air at this time and quickly saluted her. Especially Wuzhong and Kaitian, they knew from the time they were sensible that their biological father was the Twin Horse Child God, and they all knelt on the ground to salute.
The two-horse boy nodded to them, and then pointed below, where the burning lantern was.
At this time, the flames had completely surrounded Ran Deng, and even his clothes were on fire. But there was no change on Ran Deng's face, as if he didn't notice the flame at all.
The flames burned stronger and stronger, almost turning the burning lamp into a burning man. Almost all his clothes and hair were burned off, and his skin was extremely charred.
Even though they knew that the god recognized as the most skilled in medicine among the gods was here, Kunti and the others' faces were still full of anxiety and tension.
At this moment, Ran Deng, who was sitting still, finally understood and opened his dark eyes, as if a light came out of it, allowing people to see a ray of light in the thick smoke.
"I came from the west with my wisdom eyes, and saw that the Dharma is illegal. Now I am in Nirvana in the fire. My mind is my mind and I am the way. The ascetics are vast, and they will rise from here, light up the lamps, and illuminate the past."
In an instant, the sky and the earth were bright, the four seasons were bright, and even the raging fire could not cover it. There is an additional oil lamp in Ran Deng's hand. The flame on the wick is weak but warm.
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