genius divination

Chapter 583
"What kind of legend is this? I just want something authentic." Fan Jiannan frowned.

"This legend is rather a famous Indian myth. It is said that in order to obtain the nectar of immortality, the gods and Asura stirred the sea of ​​milk together, and agreed to share the nectar equally. Vishnu asked everyone to throw herbs into the sea of ​​milk and pull out mandalas. The mountain was used as a pestle to stir the sea, and he turned himself into a giant turtle and sank to the bottom of the sea to bear the weight of the pestle. The dragon king Posuji was used as a rope to stir the pestle and wrapped around the Mandala Mountain. Let Asura hold the dragon head, and the gods hold the dragon Let’s stir the sea of ​​milk together. This is the famous story of churning the sea of ​​milk in Indian mythology.” Jia Zixun said slowly, “"Mahabharata", "Vishnu Purana", "Ramayana" This matter is mentioned in many ancient books. So this story is very famous."

"The sea of ​​milk, the meaning is similar to the sea I saw in my hallucination. But what I see is not milky white, but a lot of foam after stirring, making the sea look white." Fan Jiannan pondered, "Later What's the ending like? Did the elixir really appear?"

"The work of stirring the sea of ​​milk has been going on for hundreds of years, and the life near Mount Sumeru was broken into pieces because of the violent stirring. The venom spit out by the dragon king because he couldn't bear the continuous stirring will flow into the sea of ​​milk, and this venom is enough to destroy the three realms. The situation In a critical situation, Shiva drank the venom. The Three Realms were preserved, but Shiva's throat was burned into a blue-purple color, so he was also called the Green Throat. Finally, the nectar appeared. But both the gods and Asura wanted to monopolize the nectar of immortality , They started a war to snatch the nectar. The gods won, and Asura was excluded." Jia Zixun said slowly, "The general process is like this,"

"This is ridiculous. Could it be that the number of days we are looking for is this legendary nectar of immortality? How could such a thing exist? This is completely against the laws of nature." Cang Yunxiao was dumbfounded.

"Of course there is no nectar of immortality. But have you ever thought about it? Both early Buddhism and Hinduism liked to use certain metaphors. This is especially true in Tantric Buddhism. There are many such metaphors. For example, lotus platform, Nirvana, Bodhi, and a pure bottle, Words such as these all have their specific meanings. The same is true of Chinese Taoist classics, especially some books on alchemy. Some of them are full of metaphors, which make people completely unintelligible. Maybe the so-called nectar of immortality is also the same. , just use it to refer to a certain thing. It’s not really the nectar of immortality.” Jia Zixun said slowly.

"But in this way, wouldn't the mana information contained in the graphic be useless? Fan Jiannan got a hint in his hallucination, a bottle containing the nectar of immortality. But if the bottle can refer to other items, Then what is the value of its own image? If it has no value, why should the phantom of this bottle exist in the image of the mountain wall?" Cang Yunxiao shook his head and said.

Jia Zixun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly, "I don't know about that."

"Bottle, bottle..." Fan Jiannan frowned and muttered, "This bottle is a metaphor, it must represent a certain meaning." Suddenly he got up and walked to the four-armed image on the mountain wall, looked carefully for a long time and turned his head to Jia Zixun Said, "I remember that Shiva's four hands should hold four things respectively. Do you remember which one of them is holding the bottle?"

Jia Zixun was slightly stunned, but then he reacted and said, "I remember it should be this hand, yes, the other three hands are drum, conch and trident." He pointed to the figure on the mountain wall and said, "Only Only this hand holds the bottle. You mean, there is something wrong with the hand of Shiva's image?"

Fan Jiannan nodded, stretched out his fingers and pressed one of the hands of Shiva's image forcefully.A burst of violent magic power fluctuations suddenly appeared, and the image of Shiva on the mountain wall suddenly shattered, falling off piece by piece, and the extremely hard granite rock seemed to be completely loose powder at this moment.Some of the debris was blown away by the wind before it even hit the ground.Both Fan Jiannan and Jia Zixun took a step back in shock, watching the hard rock wall collapse like quicksand.

Cang Yunxiao reacted very quickly, taking advantage of their stunned moment, he pulled them from behind and pulled them back several meters to avoid being hit by the scattered stone chips.

Looking at the image of Shiva that was still peeling off, Jia Zixun murmured to Fan Jiannan, "What did you do just now?"

"If I didn't say anything, would you believe me?" Fan Jiannan smiled wryly.

The image on the stone wall quickly peeled off and collapsed, leaving behind a puddle of fine sand.But behind the stone wall, there is a groove, and a person is sitting in it.Of course it can't be a living person, but a mummy.But when he saw this mummy, Fan Jiannan only felt his scalp go numb.He was not a timid man, nor had he seen dead bodies.But he had never seen such a weird mummy.Because although the mummy was sitting cross-legged in a yoga posture, in addition to the normal arms, there were actually two raised arms.

This strange corpse made Cang Yunxiao take a step back in shock.Jia Zixun was even more nervous and speechless, pointing at the mummy, "This...this...could it be..."

"Shiva." Fan Jiannan said slowly, "We have thought about many possibilities, but we didn't expect that he is really a deformed person with four arms. It seems that this legendary god Shiva has died countless times. years."

"How is this possible? How could God die?" Cang Yunxiao murmured. "And how did he seal himself in the stone."

"There are no gods in this world, only people." Fan Jiannan said slowly, "Sakyamuni is dead and burned, and the remaining Buddha bone relics are regarded as treasures. Buddha can die, why can't Shiva die? What powerful magicians they are, maybe they had terrifying power in the eyes of the people at that time, but they were still human. No one can live forever. If they are still alive now, it is really impossible. He is probably in After his death, he was sealed inside by his believers. Maybe it was used as a memorial, or to receive worship, who knows?"

"But how did a physically deformed person become a great magician like a god?" Cang Yunxiao couldn't help but ask.

"It's not a deformity, but a condition medically known as parasitic twins. When two embryos grow separately in the womb, one embryo stops developing and becomes part of another healthy embryo. Shiva's rare condition The problem is that the parasitic limbs just happen to be symmetrical up and down. And he is one of the few people who can survive normally in this situation. This may be the reason why he has been gradually deified." Jia Zixun looked at the mummy's face Skeleton said slowly.

"Besides, disability doesn't prevent a person from becoming a powerful magician." Fan Jiannan whispered, "Now I just want to know where the number of days is."

"Look, what's in his hand." Cang Yunxiao lowered his voice, "Bottle!"

Fan Jiannan turned around and saw a bottle in the bone claws of the mummy, which seemed to be an ancient pottery.He frowned, and took the bottle from the mummy's hand.I don't know how many years have passed for this mummy, it has already decayed to nothing, and it looks like a puddle of ashes when touched lightly.Fan Jiannan looked and looked at the bottle, but he didn't seem to find anything.Just when he was about to ask Jia Zixun, his expression suddenly changed.He quickly squatted down and hid behind the rock, whispering to Jia Zixun and Cang Yun, "No, it seems that someone is coming!"

"Yes, very good reflexes, but still a little slow." An old man's voice said slowly, "You must be Fan Jiannan."

Fan Jiannan knew that it was useless to hide himself, so he stood up and said, "That's right. I am Fan Jiannan. What about you? Although we met for the first time, you must be the chief wizard of the European Federation of Witchcraft, Draxiu It's gone."

"Oh? How did you see that?" The white-haired old man looked at Fan Jiannan calmly.

"With so many people, you are the only one who speaks up, and the others don't even dare to show their faces. Especially Jason, he is hiding in the bushes on your right, ready to protect you at any time. He is indeed a good dog." Fan Jiannan He said calmly, "But I just know that Jason is not willing to be anyone's dog. He is only Dracius' dog, but he is so arrogant in front of other wizards."

Jason, who was hiding beside Dracius, took a step forward, looked at Fan Jiannan coldly, and said, "Don't use your tongue, Fan Jiannan. You know that the three of you alone can't turn the world around. Today you have already There's no chance."

Dracius smiled slightly and said, "Jason, you are still not calm enough. He drew it out after a few words. In fact, it is difficult for him to be sure that you are here, so he made a tentative statement. If you continue to remain silent and do not come out, then On the contrary, he himself will have doubts. Doubts in his heart will lead to hesitation, and he will not be decisive when he should be decisive, which will lead to his lack of confidence in himself. But when you come out without composure, it just turns the whole situation upside down .The one who is not confident becomes yourself.”

Jason was slightly startled, nodded and said, "Yes, Your Excellency."

"In the battle of spells, psychology is indeed very important. But—more important is strength." Dracius looked at Fan Jiannan and sneered, "This is a dead valley, and the periphery is under my control And in this valley, the three of you are under the attack of the five great wizards of the European Federation of Witchcraft, do you still think you have any chance?"

As soon as he said this, both Cang Yunxiao and Jia Zixun became nervous.Fan Jiannan secretly gestured to them not to move rashly, while maintaining a smile and dealing with Dracius. "Then let's talk about opportunities. Not having opportunities is not terrible, because a real master must be able to create opportunities."

"Oh? I'm looking forward to your performance." Dracius sneered.

(End of this chapter)