Black Myth: You and I are both destined

During his stay at Jinshan Temple, Tianming discovered that Monk Faming and Monk Tang strictly abided by the rules, just as they said, which was different from other monks.

Tang Monk is knowledgeable and talented. He is very reasonable and sensible in his conduct and work. He is a rare elite in this era. His only shortcoming is that he sees things too clearly, which leads to internal friction from time to time.

But if you think about it carefully, he is a descendant of a famous family, but suddenly he became a small landlord. It would be strange if he did not have internal conflicts. If people who practice cultivation cannot harm themselves, he would have hanged himself long ago.

The day before leaving, Tianming found a deserted place and talked with Tang Seng about Guanyin.

According to Tang Seng, Guanyin did not avoid it at all and told him directly that he should attend the Water and Land Assembly and then go to the West to obtain the scriptures on behalf of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

It seems that Guanyin doesn't care what Tang Seng thinks at all.

Tianming asked.

"Did Guanyin tell you about the Golden Cicada?"

Tang Seng had no reaction at all and seemed to be unaware of this matter.

Tianming reminded again.

"That is to say, you are the reincarnation of the second disciple of Buddha, a tenth-generation eminent monk. It is inevitable that you will obtain the scriptures."

Tang Seng shook his head, completely unaware.

"Have you ever had any precognitive dreams? What... is it... memory awakening or something like that?"

Tang Seng shook his head again.

"Sir, your words today are very strange. After Guanyin Bodhisattva explained everything that day, the lotus under her feet gave birth to flames and she flew away."

"You didn't say that?" Tianming frowned. "If that's the case, I have a 30% chance of winning."

"Three hundred percent?" These two words flew out from between Tang Seng's teeth. Tianming clearly heard the sound of the monk clenching his fist!

"The emperor asked me to agree to that kind of thing before, but what are the chances of success?"

"Ahem!" Tianming moved two steps to the side.

"I see that you are a great monk, how could you still be obsessed?"

Tang Seng is quite strong and has led troops himself, so his fighting ability should be quite high.

After spending a few days together, Tang Seng had a better understanding of Tianming.

"Don't praise me. Shouldn't I know this?"

The sacrifice Tang Seng has to make in this matter is definitely huge, and he should know that.

Tianming reluctantly stretched out a finger.

“Only 10%?!”

Tianming shook his hands, his expression becoming more and more embarrassed.

"Some things he doesn't calculate based on percentages."

After hearing these words, Tang Seng’s eyelids twitched and he was furious!

"Does the emperor want to tell me that I didn't have even a 10% chance of winning before?"

Tianming's cheeks blushed a little and he tried his best to explain.

"This is normal, right? After all, they are gods, Buddhas, and Bodhisattvas..."

"Buddha?"

Hearing his perfunctory explanation, Tang Seng was about to get angry, but Tianming put away the smile on his face. He suddenly remembered something!

"Holy monk, don't be upset!"

"What did you say happened when Guanyin flew away?"

Tang Seng didn't understand his intention, so he repeated what he had said.

"The lotus under his feet gave off flaming flames, and he flew away."

"At your feet, the lotus is full of flames... At your feet, the lotus is full of flames..."

Tianming kept repeating Tang Seng's words.

He quickly searched through all his impressions of Guanyin in his mind.

In all records, Guanyin is described as having a compassionate heart, boundless magical powers, vast supernatural powers, and even an ever-changing appearance.

He holds a jade bottle in his hand and sprinkles nectar on the world to purify evil.

In some portraits, he is also portrayed as Water Moon Guanyin, standing on the water.

If we have to forcibly associate Guanyin with a certain element, it must be the water element, but when Guanyin flies in Tang Seng's mouth, it is the lotus under her feet that is flaming!!!

Isn’t Yanyan just fire?

Tianming excitedly grabbed Tang Seng!

"You said that when Guanyin flew, the lotus under her feet was emitting fire, right?"

Tang Seng didn't know what he was so excited about.

“I did see it.”

"It's different!! It's different!" Tianming let go of Tang Seng and walked towards the inner courtyard excitedly. He wanted to go into the Sutra Repository to take a look.

"What's different?"

"The temple is a quiet place, why..."

Before he could finish his words, Tianming disappeared.

Just as Tang Seng was puzzled, the little monk who had been in the meeting hall ran over.

He was running and sweating profusely, and it seemed that he had just returned from the foot of the mountain.

“Little Master——! Little Master——!!”

"Something happened!"

Tang Seng lightly touched his thumb and index finger together, and stretched out the other three fingers naturally, making a fearlessness seal.

"The temple is a quiet place, why are you shouting?"

Seeing Tang Seng like this, the little monk immediately bowed and apologized!

"I'm sorry, Master Xuanzang, I know I was wrong."

The young monk admitted his mistake and Tang Seng did not intend to punish him.

"Why?"

"I went to the tenant's house at the foot of the mountain to check on the remaining grain, and I heard something big!"

"Those tenants said that the current emperor wanted to reward a man named Xiangliang, but Xiangliang was a Buddhist believer and refused to accept a penny, so the emperor wanted to build a Buddhist temple for him, named Imperially Built Xiangguo Temple."

There were stars in the little monk's eyes, but Tang Seng couldn't smile.

The young monk thought that he had not explained clearly and that was why Tang Seng did not laugh, so he brought up another matter.

"This time when I went down the mountain, I heard another thing."

"The emperor is going to hold a water and land ceremony in the near future to pray for the souls of the dead in the underworld. The court has specially approved the "monk recruitment list" to invite 1,200 eminent monks, and will award the top monk the title of "the Great Chandu Seng Gang of the World", in charge of all monks and temples in the world."

"My temple is going to be prosperous again!!"

The little monk became more and more excited as he spoke, but Tang Seng's expression became uglier and uglier.

"Is my Buddha going to flourish again?"

Tang Seng remained silent.

The little monk was now even more panicked. He thought over and over but couldn't figure out what he had said was wrong.

So he quickly praised Tang Seng.

"I think that with your reputation, you will definitely be invited to the Water and Land Assembly, and it would not be a bad idea for you to become the 'Great Monk of the World'."

Tang Seng still didn't speak.

The little monk was so scared that tears were visibly visible. Since he became a monk, he had learned a lot of rules. Once the masters stopped talking, it meant that he needed to figure it out on his own. If he couldn't figure it out, it meant he didn't have wisdom. Without wisdom, he would be fasted, forced to work, and beaten with a stick.

But he really couldn't think of it now, so he could only use the method of admitting his mistakes. No matter whether he knew where his problem was or not, as long as he dared to admit his mistakes, he still had a chance to become a disciple with wisdom.

"I was wrong. I violated the precept of anger. My obsession is too deep. Please punish me, Master."

But Tang Seng didn't care about these things at all. He just heard that the Water and Land Conference was approaching, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

"You just told me what you saw and heard, what's wrong with that?"

Although the little monk heard what Tang Seng said, he still had a stress reaction.

"My disciple is dull, please give me some advice, Master."

Tang Seng stretched out his hand and the little monk closed his eyes, but the next moment he felt Tang Seng's gentle touch on his head.

“Sometimes being a little confused can be a blessing.”

"Remember to eat well and practice well in the future."