Chapter 523: Heir

In the forty-first year, your four wives finally gave birth to three daughters and one son for you. The son was born to the Black Princess, but...

You looked at the familiar power of Krishna in your son and couldn't help but cover your head.

It's simple, your son is the reincarnation of Vishnu.

You look at your son who is smiling brightly and has an expression of 'you know' on his face, and then you turn around and see another reincarnation of your father.

Krishna.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Krishna smiled.

"After all, I am the guardian deity. Sometimes, I have to make sacrifices like this."

You thought about it for two seconds.

"Call me daddy?"

Krishna smiled and a wheel appeared in his hand.

You are now a different person than you were before, so you can naturally see that although the wheel in his hand looks like a wheel, its essence is the Wonderful Divine Wheel.

This thing looks insignificant, but...

This thing represents the rotation of the universe.

The force of movement of the universe.

It is a gift from Shiva, the cosmic entity, to Vishnu.

You fell to the ground.

"Call me daddy."

He smiled gently.

From then on, you and Vishnu became father and son, and the generation relationship suddenly became strange.

In the 42nd year, you discovered that your son Siddhartha was not just Vishnu, but the other party had blocked his own memory and came down to earth to help you manage the world.

In just one year, he grew to the size of a six-year-old, but he had no memory of the Trinity.

You therefore gave the Black Princess another child.

In the forty-third year, your son showed considerable wisdom, and the Black Princess' second child, a daughter, was born.

At the same time, a daughter was born to Karna, who was also six years old at birth.

You know, this is Vishnu's wife coming down to chase her husband.

In the forty-fourth year, you discovered that your son Siddhartha, because he was too sensible, had begun to have the idea of becoming a monk.

You think this is too idle?

So he personally prepared countless lessons for Siddhartha and handed over the affairs of state to him.

In the forty-fifth year, you discovered that your son had simply run away from home.

You looked at the approximately thirty tons of documents and homework you placed in his palace and couldn’t help but scratch your head.

"This kid is so busy, how can he still have time to think about random things?"

You got the cold shoulder from your wives.

You found your son under the Sala tree where you attained enlightenment. You played in the water for a while and he suddenly asked you.

"Everything will return to the Supreme Brahman, so father, why do you still work so hard? Isn't it better to let them forget these troubles through practice? After all, everything is empty and everything is arranged by cause and effect."

You smiled and asked back.

“Does cause and effect require human promotion?”

Your son hesitated.

"How do the definitions of justice and evil come about? Or are they innate?"

“Isn’t it divided by the gods ?”

"So if one day, God says you should die, will you die?"

"God's words must make sense, right?"

As your son was speaking, he saw a scene where Indra was knocked down from the sky to the ground by an Asura who had practiced hard for many years.

This Asura is not an ordinary Asura that you recruited, but a natural born Asura.

You quietly watched the Emperor of Heaven being beaten, and then asked your son.

"Gods can also be unhappy. Look, Indra is not very happy now, right? And since there are emotions, then there can be no absolute justice. Right and wrong are not divided by God, but because it is in the interests of the majority, it becomes right. Asura is also a god, and he wants Indra to die. Do you think this is right?"

Siddhartha: “…”

Your son pondered for a moment.

“But we are all incarnations of the Supreme Brahman, and we will all return to the Supreme Brahman one day, so what is the meaning of our lives?”

"Even if the result is to return to the Supreme Brahman, my son, since everyone is the same, then in this process of returning to the Supreme Brahman, what can prove the existence of 'I' and the meaning of 'I'?"

"I have no idea."

"Do what you want, my child, but don't violate the law in the process, otherwise you will be killed."

"Dharma execution? Killed?"

"That's right. What most people want is the Fa. If you violate the Fa, you will offend the majority of people."

"This is different from what the teacher said, father. Your words are not in accordance with the Dharma."

"The Fa is what everyone wants to happen, so you must be clear about what everyone really wants, so that you can have the Fa in your heart and have no taboos. If you can make most people live a good life, then your words are the Fa, because my way has indeed made them live a good life. Tell me, how is what I do not conform to the Fa? Has my way of doing things caused most people to suffer?"

You tapped your finger on your son's chest.

"In fact, it was your teachers who caused most people in this world to fall into suffering. Are you using their dharma to determine my dharma?"

Your son has a look of shock in his eyes.

You smiled. You were just quibbling, but... it wasn't really an excuse.

Because you can see that your son has the idea of abandoning his family and becoming a monk.

"Just like the way to make farmers peaceful and calm is definitely not to practice, but to teach them how to grow better fields and how to make sure they have enough food and clothing after paying taxes. This is what the rulers need to consider, and it is also where the true Dharma lies."

"When you have the ability to make others live a better life, and you yourself have such thoughts and responsibilities, abandoning all the troubles in life, and allowing yourself to seek the so-called emptiness, the so-called great enlightenment, and only thinking about returning to the highest Brahman, this is not practice, nor is it the right way."

You look at your son.

“It’s a cop-out.”

"I……"

Your son doesn't know what to say.

"I look forward to the day when you can crush my dharma with your dharma, but until then, my son."

You ruffled your son's hair.

"Study hard and face your responsibilities."

In the forty-sixth year, your son begins to travel around the world.

In the forty-seventh year, you begin to deal with more matters, for example, killing more resentful Brahmins and Kshatriyas.

Because these Kshatriyas have no ambition to make progress and are still parasites, you really can't tolerate them anymore.

In the forty-eighth year, your son left home to become an apprentice under Axoruma, but Axoruma also saw you killing the Brahmin.

He rushes towards you in anger and asks you why you want to massacre the Brahmins.