Magic Item Master

Chapter 96
In the beginning, the universe was in darkness.

But in this chaotic universe, the self-existing supreme spirit already exists.

It is invisible, featureless, beyond the senses, has no life, no death, no existence, and no non-existence. It is unknowable and therefore has no name, but later people called it 'Brahman'.

It is the root of this universe, eternally existing and invisible.

People express their admiration and doubts about it in this way: "There is neither life nor death. There is neither day nor night. Only it breathes in its own way, but not air. Who knows? Who proclaims? It was born in Where? From where?"

"Where did it come from? Did it originate in itself?"

"In the high heavens that look down on the earth. Does it know everything, or nothing?"

Brahma decided to create the world, so "being" was produced from "nothing", it first created water, and then put a seed in the water.

This seed turned into a golden egg, dazzling like a radiant sun, from which one aspect of Brahman was born, becoming Brahma, the god of creation.

Brahma lived alone in the golden egg, and the long years beyond human imagination passed in his thinking.

Finally, he divided the golden egg into two with the power of thought, the upper part became the sky, and the lower part became the earth. In order to separate the heaven and the earth, he arranged the air in the middle, determined the directions of east, west, north and west, and created time. The universe is like this formed.

Next, wisdom, consciousness, and senses are born in sequence, and the five elements that make up all things: air, wind, fire, water, and earth are also born in sequence.

The five elements make up all things, and planets, rivers, oceans, and mountains appear one by one.

Then the gods were born, and humans were born.

In order to reproduce the population, the lips of Brahma produce 'Brahman', the priest in charge of knowledge and sacrifices, the hands produce 'Kshatriya', the warriors and kings who hold the sword to defend the country, the thighs produce 'Vasya', the farmers who create wealth and The businessman, whose feet produce 'Shudra' at last, is destined to serve the laborers of the above-mentioned three kinds of people.

……

A gate made of gold appeared in a dry forest, and a man in armor walked out of the gate after a while.

This man is naturally Zhang Sen.

The first thing he did when he came out was to confirm the environment. After finding the air, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked around to make sure that there were no other creatures.

The air here is very dry, he didn't take back the door of the lost way, he immediately took out the door of going home, opened it and returned to his room, and then walked out through the door of the lost way.

He did this to confirm one thing, that is, after the door is opened, the destination is locked, as long as the door is not closed again, you can enter the same world repeatedly.

"What the hell is this place?"

Zhang Sen flew into the air, and the surroundings of his hair were very desolate, and even the riverbed had dried up and had many cobweb-like cracks.

He flew slowly, and finally saw a village. This village was very backward. The houses were made of mud, and the roofs were paved with dry wood and thatch. From a distance, the people in that village were black and thin, and he doubted himself. Did you come to Africa?

"Hey, what are those people doing?"

He quietly flew near a thatched hut, and then found a group of people holding a person, as if they were performing sacrificial activities, they sang and danced around a stone, and then placed the sacrifice in front of the stone.

The language of these people sounds very strange, but it is vaguely familiar.

He took out the voice recorder and quietly recorded a voice, then left the village and returned to the castle with the door home.

"What kind of language is this, and it seems that the village is still very backward, and the people who wear the best clothes are still animal skins." He took out the recording pen, imported the recorded voice into the information card, and then sent Ask the forum.

As soon as his post appeared, countless people responded quickly, but most of them said they didn't know.

"Your Majesty, if I hear you right, the voice you speak sounds a bit like Hindi. I'm not sure if it's because it also sounds like Sanskrit in ancient India. It seems to be worshiping a certain god." At that time, a latest reply made his eyes light up. The replyer was named Su Benqing.

He took out his mobile phone to check Su Benqing's information.

This Su Benqing is a greedy and abnormal person who joined the Dragon Kingdom half a year ago. What he is greedy for is knowledge, and his ability is his memory.

He immediately contacted Su Benqing and invited him to come over.

An hour later, Su Benqing came to the castle for an audience, and Zhang Sen met him in the meeting hall.

"How much does Professor Su know about Hindi?" Zhang Sen asked Su Benqing without being polite.

Su Benqing was wearing glasses and holding a thick book in his hand. He pushed his glasses and replied, "Your Majesty, there are many Hindi languages. At present, there are 17 official languages, but your voice should be Sanskrit, Sanskrit is a language that the Aryans entered the Indian mainland in the 14th century BC and gradually spread, and later..."

"Wait, I understand!" Zhang Sen saw that Su Benqing wanted to speak at length, and he probably couldn't finish it in a few days, so he hurriedly stopped him.

He coughed and asked, "Is there a way for me to learn Sanskrit in a short time?"

"Your Majesty, in fact, I don't know much about Sanskrit. It is estimated that it is difficult to find people who are proficient in Sanskrit in the entire Dragon Kingdom. After all, India was colonized by the British for a long time, and the current common languages ​​are English and Indian. Although the local language and Hindi are developed from Sanskrit, there are actually many differences." Su Benqing smiled wryly.

Zhang Sen felt that the world behind the Lost Gate was not like ancient India, and after entering that world, he had a special feeling, as if a pair of eyes were watching him, which made him a little uneasy.

But those eyes should not be malicious, but more curious, so he didn't run away immediately.

Next, Zhang Sen and Su Benqing discussed a lot of Indian topics, from customs to beliefs, from messy ancient history to even more messy mythology. Finally, Su Benqing had class to attend, so he got up and left.

Zhang Sen returned to his room, thought about it carefully, and decided to investigate the specific situation of that world first, to see if he could fly back to Huaxia. If he could fly to Huaxia, then everything would be easy.

He doesn't know the history of India, so he doesn't know the history of China.

He did what he said, put on the armor and immediately entered the door of the lost way, still in the dead forest, he flew quickly when he came out, the place he passed was actually arid, he saw several tribes, corpses were strewn all over the field, and there were Many people were offering sacrifices to the gods, as if they were praying for something.

Flying like this for several hours, he really couldn't bear the boring process, so he used the power of the cannon to choose different targets to jump.

Suddenly, he stopped, and saw a boundary appearing on the ground in front of him, as well as a boundary in the sky, and a section of incomparably thick monster body farther away, making him feel dizzy just looking at it.

"What the hell is this place?" Zhang Sen fell to the ground. He lay on the edge of the ground and looked down. Unfortunately, he couldn't see anything, it was pitch black.

This is definitely not the earth, but a strange world, and it is closely related to India.

For a moment, he had guessed something.

This is probably the mythical world of India. After all, the existence of round heaven and earth often exists in various myths and legends. There are similar sayings in ancient China.

"Guest from afar, what are you looking at here?" At this moment, an old man's voice came from behind Zhang Sen.

Zhang Sen turned around in an instant and saw an old man who was almost scared to pee. The old man standing behind him had red skin and was wearing a white robe, looking at him curiously.

Of course, the red skin is not enough to scare Zhang Sen. The problem is that he has four faces and eight arms, which is weird and terrifying no matter how you look at it.

"Is it weird that I'm doing this?"

The old man asked, and then the body changed, only one face was left, and six arms were retracted, leaving only two.

In fact, Zhang Sen couldn't understand what the old man said at all, and the two stared at each other for a while, and fell silent for a while.

"Oh, I see, you don't understand what I'm saying!" The old man suddenly realized the problem, and then spread his palms, and a golden cup appeared in an instant with some transparent liquid in it. He stretched out the golden cup in front of Zhang Sen .

Zhang Sen looked at the old man and understood what the old man meant.

He knew very well that he was no match for the old man. When the old man's body changed, he realized the old man's identity.

Red skin, eight arms, wearing a white robe, wearing a crown, and a huge swan wandering not far away, if this old man is not Brahma, the god of creation, he will eat shit live.

In fact, after he realized that this was probably the world of Indian mythology, he guessed that the person who peeped at him before was probably a certain god or demon, but he didn't expect it to be Brahma, one of the three main gods.

Zhang Sen knew very well that Brahma wanted to kill him, and there was no need for such trouble, so he took off his helmet, took the golden cup, and drank the liquid in one gulp.

"Guest, can you understand me now?" Brahma asked with a smile.

Zhang Sen looked at Brahma in surprise, nodded and said, "Understood."

After some exchanges between the two parties, Brahma invited Zhang Sen to his home as a guest. Zhang Sen was also curious about what Brahma's residence looked like, so he agreed to go.

Brahma lives in the Brahma Realm on the top of Milu Mountain. If Brahma hadn't guided him all the way, Zhang Sen really didn't know how to go.

In fact, Brahma's palace is very magnificent and has Indian characteristics. The whole building is very brightly colored and there are countless gold jewels.

"Brahma King, why is the lower realm so dry?" Zhang Sen sat down, took a sip of the golden wine on the table, and asked.

Brahma smiled cheerfully: "That's because the dry demon Vritta has imprisoned the water flow, and it's just a little naughty."

This time Zhang Sen wanted to complain, this is more than just naughty! ! !
(End of this chapter)