The so-called meditation yoga is naturally focused on meditation. This set of meditations brought about by the burning lamp from birth is divided into three stages: concentration, concentration, and samadhi.

Contemplation, also known as attachment, awakening, and contemplation, is the first stage of this set of meditation yoga, which requires the practitioner's mind to focus on one thing in one place, but here this thing is no longer an object outside the body or a point in the body in the pranayama and mindfulness stage, but an image within the consciousness.

There are three ways to concentrate on the mind: to hold the mind in the 'self', to hold the outer space and the inner space, and to hold the forms of the five primordial gods of earth, water, fire, wind, and space."

The "self" here refers to the "true self" that is detached from the worldly appearance, that is, the tranquil and untainted self-appearance. "Outer space" refers to the void outside the body, and the emptiness of space can cause the emptiness of the mind to stop sleeping. The image of the five elements of the original god is actually the "real image" that is detached from the world's name, and it can also be said to be the true mind of the self. In short, the three phases here are inseparable from the aspect of one's own heart, and should refer to the aspect of memory or imagination.

In a word, the basic object of contemplation is the solemn appearance, and the second is the void phase "no phase". Whether there is a phase or not, it is all a mental phase, that is to say, it can only be an image in "memory".

Ever since Randen entered the realm of contemplation, he found that there was immeasurable light in his mind. This light is something that Burning Lamp has never seen before, and it is not only light, but also an interpretation of a hope that guides all and an awareness that leads to everything.

He knows that his origin is very special, but instead of giving up all his strangeness and being obscure from everyone, it is better to use all his strength to strengthen himself, in the hope that he can know the truth of everything in the future.

Now he can't be clear, in the future, if he really wants to go to the point where the name Burning Lamp really goes, he believes that all questions can be answered.

It is a lamp that uses light as a candle to illuminate all that is obscurant.

The image that Burning Lamp ingested in his heart is what his name brings, Burning Lamp. The lamp had no fixed shape, but was made up of the immeasurable light in his mind, which was both a thing with and without a form.

After concentrating on this step, it is time to settle down.

Ordinary yoga techniques often require specific postures. Lighting the lamp, this meditation yoga, is different, emphasizing the mind but not the form, as long as he has the idea of entering the concentration in his heart, he can freely enter the fixed state.

Concentration is the constant flow of perception of the object. Perception here refers to the kind of mind that is attached to one place at the beginning of the concentration stage, that is, it has always maintained this state, never abandoned, never left, never forgotten.

Because in this step of contemplation, there is a distinction between having and not having a phase, and of course the meditation is naturally divided into the god with the appearance and the empty self without the appearance.

In meditation yoga, the deities with appearances are said to have merit in meditation, and the objects of contemplation are "sacred", while without merit in meditation, they are purely contemplating "self-truth". In other words, meritorious determination depends on divine "other power", while without meritorious determination, it depends purely on "self-strength".

"Prince of Burning Lights, Queen Gundy has something to do with you. ”

Burning the lamp was closing his eyes and concentrating, into the boundless Dading, suddenly, his ears moved slightly, a female voice came, he came out of the Dading, and then sighed softly.

In such a crowded palace, it is almost impossible to make a pure decision. Ever since he started practicing meditation yoga, he never seems to have been in meditation for more than half a day.

As for the first order of samadhi on the basis of contemplation and concentration, I didn't even think about it. Although he was born Su Hui, after all, he is only seven years old now.

Ran the lamp rolled over from the bed, looked up at the delicate Sudo girl, smiled and nodded, and motioned for her to lead the way.

This maid, who was changed from the Kshatriya class to Sudo because of her mother's surname, glanced at the prince of the burning lamp she served, and sighed in her heart: "What a perfect prince, but it's a pity that he is a mute." ”

For this handsome young prince, although she was a maid, she was also very sympathetic. This prince can be said to be a role model for Brahmins, both in appearance and personality, and has few shortcomings except that he prefers to sleep more than ordinary children.

Because of the celestial omen at the time of birth, the lantern was not loved by Vishma, the patron saint of the Elephant City and the most powerful warrior of the human nations. Seven years had passed since he was born, and the son of the Ganges had never looked at his niece, let alone communicated.

However, the Prince of Burning Lamps is also unable to communicate, and like his uncle Holding the King, Burning Lamps is also inherently flawed. But unlike the king, who is blind and unable to see, the prince of the lamp is dumb and unable to speak.

Burning the lamp just casually looked at it, and he roughly knew what the girl was thinking, and he didn't care, and followed the girl to the room where his mother was.

When he pushed the door in, he saw his mother, Gunti, sitting in the ashram praying, with a young and beautiful face and a bumpy figure, and it was not at all obvious that she was a woman whose eldest son was in her twenties.

Randen came to his mother, bowed to her according to Indian etiquette, and then stood behind her and waited for her to finish her prayers.

It wasn't until he was two or three years old that he finally knew what kind of world he had come into, the Indian epic Mahabharata, although he hadn't completely read the various prayers and poems in it, but probably the content was still a storybook.

It was a struggle between two tribes of Brahmins, the sons of Kulu Baizi and the five sons of Pandu, who fought for decades for the throne.

And the mother of the lamp, Gunti, is the mother of the five sons of Pandu. The five sons of Pandu are not the children of Pandu and Gunti, but the heirs born to Gunti through the secret method passed down by the immortals in the clothes to attract the gods.

It's just that the origins of his brothers are well known about the lamp, but for his own origins, the lamp is in a fog.

"Burn the lamp, you are here, prepare well, today the king has sent a message, and he wants to go outside in front of the people of the whole elephant city to test the skills that your five brothers have learned. ”

Gundy's face seemed to be excited and nervous, she hadn't seen her children for seven years, and her heart was full of anticipation for what happened to her five older children.

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During this time, the people of the whole city of Elephant received the news that the king wanted to test the results of the princes' years of learning from Master Drona in front of the whole city.

On this day, the sun was shining high, and the king arrived, accompanied by his retinue, preceded by Vishma, the son of the Ganges, and the illustrious Guru Mercy. The king walked into the royal inspection grounds, a square built by Drona, the prince's teacher, and Vira, the vizier, and made of gold with a screen of pearl nets, Vedic glass and Mani gemstones.

Gandari, the wife of the ruler, with her daughter Durosa, and Gonti with her son to light the lamp, followed by their slave girls and servants, ascended to the stands together, just as the gods climbed Mount Miru.

The masses of the four castes, including Brahmins and Kshatriyas, also hurried out of the city to watch the performances of the princes who had mastered the martial arts. Out of curiosity, people shouted loudly, beat drums and played music, and at that time, the assembly on the school grounds was like a sea of waves.

Later, Master Drona was dressed in white, with white threads tied on his shoulders, white hair, white hair, white wreaths, and white balm. He took his son to the middle of the school field, and it was like a bright moon rising in the cloudless blue sky with Mars. It was customary for this excellent strong man to make offerings, and after the holy blessings of the Brahmins, who were proficient in mantras, were recited here, and after the sound of the divine blessings fell silent, people entered the school grounds with various blades and harnesses in hand.

Afterwards, the strong princes of the Bharatana, dressed in armor, tied belts around their waists, hung quivers, and exercised bows and arcs, entered the school grounds. The heroic and extraordinary sons of the country, led by Jian Zhan, from the oldest to the youngest, performed martial arts on the school field in turn, which was amazing. Some viewers lowered their heads in fear of being shot, while others boldly raised their eyes with a look of surprise.

As the princes galloped their horses, they shot all sorts of glittering arrows with their names on them, and the arrows hit the target. (People can't help but be amazed to see the army of the princes who are holding bows and dancing arrows on the school grounds, like a heavenly city bound by Kinder.) Hundreds of thousands of spectators opened their eyes in amazement and burst into cheers.

The able-bodied princes performed a series of archery performances, sometimes riding in galloping chariots, sometimes riding on elephants' backs, sometimes straddle horses, and sometimes engage in archery. Then, the brave warriors, armed with swords and shields, performed a complete set of swordsmanship performances throughout the school grounds according to the routines they had learned. They wielded swords and shields, all agile and skillful, graceful and steady, and firmly grasped, and the audience present feasted their eyes.

This is a show off of the hundred sons of the country, and the five sons of Pandu didn't even appear, and sat back and watched them perform first. This is just the opening scene, and the next battle is the real big head at this time.

Viduro told Zhiguo, the mother of the son of Pandu (Ganti), and Gantoli about all the actions of the princes

Under the manipulation of Sakonny, the son of Master Drona, it is up to Master Drona's son Ma Xi to decide who will fight whom.

The horse neighed and set up a turntable in the middle of the square, divided into two circles, inside and outside, and the names of all the princes were written on them. This turntable is constantly turning, and when the horse neighs an arrow and shoots it at the turntable, it will stop the rotation of the turntable, and at this time, where the long arrow is, the corresponding two princes will face each other.

However, Ma Neigh, who had already taken refuge in the king's son, was invincible, and according to the plan he had discussed with Sakuni the night before, he shot Kaitian and Wuzhong, the two younger sons of Pandu, to confront the enemy.

After all, the two knives and the axe were young and not an invincible opponent, and they were soon injured by him and withdrew from the field.

Next, it was Gunti's eldest son, Jianzhan, who duel the spear with Nakede's invincible enemy. At the beginning, Jianzhan had the upper hand, and they had already knocked the enemy to the ground. But when Jian Zhan turned to leave, the enemy attacked from behind, causing Jian Zhan to retreat with serious injuries.

After that, the second son of Gunti, who had always had a bad relationship with the difficult enemy, appeared on the scene to face the difficult enemy who had won three times in a row. Both of them held large pestles, and both were extremely strong, like two abrupt hills with single peaks. The two of them were also armoured and strong, and they were bent on showing a majestic demeanor, like two male elephants with strong and vigorous spring love, fighting for their mothers. The two strong men held a large pestle in their hands, and circled from left to right and from right to left, like two bulls in heat.

The terrifying army is worthy of being the heir of the wind god Vayu, who is naturally powerful and crazy, and almost strangles the enemy to death. De Rona separated the two, and the terror army voluntarily admitted defeat because he violated the rules of the game, and also withdrew.

After the game, his brother Jian Zhan said with a strange smile on his face: "Why, Horror Army, you also lost, it seems that the winner of this game will be difficult to beat." ”

His two younger brothers, the handsome and handsome Muzi and Kaitian, also showed good-natured smiles. The terrifying army said in a loud voice, "How is it possible? Victory can only belong to Arjuna. ”

Hearing the terrifying army talk about Arjuna, the other brothers also nodded, but Arjuna's martial arts were far above all of them.

Not surprisingly, the next name in the neighing shot against Jian Zhan was indeed Gunti's third son, Arjuna.

But Arjuna had not yet played, and when he reached the main gate of the square, Drona's son Ma neighed, and suddenly shot an arrow at the wall of the door, and the elephant's head embedded in the door collapsed with a bang.

Arjuna had just appeared, and before he could accept the cheers of the people, he was buried in the ruins of the elephant's head.

This kind of change surprised and worried everyone who looked at Arjuna, especially Arjuna's mother, Gunti, couldn't help but shed sad tears, her body was shaking, and she was almost about to faint.

Standing next to him, he hurriedly held his mother up, and after a general glance, he found that his nominal brother Ah Zhou had nothing to do.

Arjuna, who was in the ruins of the elephant's head, used his magical archery skills to keep all the stones from the ruins, and then he jumped and walked out of the ruins, strolling leisurely, without any effect on him.

Arjuna appeared, wearing leather bracers and finger guards, carrying a bag full of arrows, holding a bow arc, and wearing gold armor. Like a rain cloud at dusk, he had a bright sun, a rainbow, and lightning flashed, first catching his mother's tears with an arrow to prevent them from falling to the ground, and shooting arrows to greet the elders, and then began his own personal performance.

Everyone had never seen such a magical archery, and the entire school field was immediately boiling, and music was played everywhere, accompanied by the sound of horns.

"He is the auspicious son of Gunti!"

"He's the middle son of Pandu!"

"He's the protector of the Kulu tribe!"

"He is skilled in martial arts and is the most outstanding master!"

"He is a leader in upholding the Fa-rectification!"

"He has a good character and excels!"

"He is the culmination of virtue and wisdom!"

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In this way, Arjuna has just appeared, and the audience is full of praise. As Gunti listened to these words, tears and milk flowed and soaked her chest.

Next to her, Gandari, the wife of the holding country, and the daughter Durosa were also happy for Gonti and Arjuna. However, when the king on the high platform heard these cheers, his face was gloomy.

All of this was seen in the eyes of the lamp, and he smiled and shook his head, speechless and speechless.