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## Adipurana 10
The purohita praised the mountain's beauty in high tones. The king of the Bharatas, pleased, also praised the mountain. He praised the Himavan, the boundary of his realm, and out of curiosity, returned to see the Vrishabhachal.
This mountain, a hundred yojanas high, is as wide as its base, and at its peak, half as wide, rising like the crown of the earth. Its pleasant slopes are adorned with groves of banana trees, fit for the enjoyment of the celestial beings and the Vidyadharas. It is surrounded by Nagas, Sahajanas, and Nagakeshar trees, and its surrounding forests are frequented by the gods, who never leave them. Its face, shining with the brilliance of crystal stones, covers all directions, and its body seems to be made of autumn clouds, always accompanied by gods and Vidyadharas. Seeing this mountain, like an ornament of the world, the glorious Bharata considered it a reflection of his own glory.
Seeing this mountain, which is white in color and will never perish until the end of the Kalpa, the king Bharata was overjoyed, considering it a heap of his own glory. At that time, the mountain seemed to be welcoming the emperor Bharata, who destroys the fortune of all his enemies, as he approached, with the wind of the forest blowing all around. Bharata also heard his own pure glory sung by the Vidyadharas, Nagakumaras, and Kinnara gods, who were resting near the edge of the mountain.