river.

And as he mumbled the words of the spell in the water, he was
bewildered by its magic. He forgot all about his past life, and went
through another life. He was born in another city as the son of a
Brahman. Then he grew up, was consecrated, and went to school.
Then he took a wife, and after many experiences half pleasant, half
painful, he found himself the father of a family. Then he lived for
some years with his parents and his relatives, devoted to wife and
children, and interested in many things.

While he was experiencing all these labours of another life, the
hermit took pity on him and repeated magic words to enlighten
him. And Moon-lord was enlightened in the midst of his new life.
He remembered himself and his teacher, and saw that the other life
was a network of magic. So he prepared to enter the fire in order to
win magic power.

But older people and reliable people and his parents and his
relatives tried to prevent him. In spite of them he hankered after
heavenly pleasures, and went to the bank of a river where a funeral
pile had been made ready. And his relatives went with him. But
when he got there he saw that his old parents and his wife and his
little children were weeping.

And he was perplexed, and thought: "Alas! If I enter the fire, all
these my own people will die. And I do not know whether my
teacher's promise will come true or not. Shall I go into the fire, or
go home? No, no. How could a teacher with such powers promise
falsely? Indeed, I must enter the fire." And he did.