Black Myth: You and I are both destined

The old monkey ran desperately towards the direction where the black gas was falling. His figure was speeding on the rugged mountain road like a gust of wind.

His face was covered in sweat and he was often tripped by protruding rocks. Every fall was accompanied by mud and pain, but he never hesitated and always got up and continued to move forward.

His body was covered with bloody scratches from the sharp stones on the roadside, but he seemed to feel no pain at all. Only one thought supported him - to find the black gas.

'It took away Wukong's thing!'

Finally, after a long search, the old monkey came to the bank of the Jing River, where he saw a young woodcutter reciting poems.

"A section of Yunlin is full of pine flowers. I listen to the orioles singing, their tongues as pleasing as a musical instrument."

On the other side of the river, an old fisherman was squatting by the river. His back looked a little lonely, as if he was thinking about something.

He and the woodcutter were face to face, with only the quietly flowing river between them.

At this moment, the old fisherman seemed to sense something. He suddenly turned around, his eyes sharp as torches, and looked straight at the place where the black gas fell.

"Man of destiny, you are here too early. You shouldn't be here. This is my destiny."

When Tianming heard this, he was shocked!

"This... isn't this the place I came from when I first traveled through time?"

'That's... me?'

He began to recall the black gas, the giant hands that fell from the sky, and his experience of being brought into this world.

"I was brought here by that black air?"

Tianming was confused, with fear in his eyes. He looked at himself in his memory and observed his surroundings, looking for the breath in the black air and the stone eggs, but found nothing!

At this moment, the old monk's subconscious finally awakened again, trying to stop Tianming from continuing his exploration.

"Heaven's will, don't... don't look at it!"

His voice was urgent, urging again!

"Don't think about it. Everything you see and hear is false. In this chaotic world, you can only trust yourself. Don't let yourself be disturbed!!"

……

Tianming stood by the Jing River. The water was gurgling, but his heart was surging.

His head was lowered, with a barely perceptible bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking himself, or as if he was lamenting the fickleness of fate.

His eyes were closed tightly, as if he was trying to resist the dizziness in his mind, but also as if he was escaping from reality.

His body was crooked and he walked like a sick tiger and stood like a sleeping eagle.

The scene just now, the power of the giant hand that covered the sky and the sun, made him feel unprecedented shock.

That is not a simple magical power, it is a great power that can break through time and space, shake the universe, and repair the sky and split the earth in memory.

Even a fool could understand that, not to mention that the old monkey was just the reincarnation of Golden Cicada, even if it was the reincarnation of Buddha, he would not be able to invite such a force to act out a play with them.

All of this, without a doubt, actually happened.

He remembered what Sha Wujing had once told him, about the gods and Buddhas destroying his world and repairing the sky.

But he never thought that his life experience was inextricably linked to these things.

Tianming recalled that before the two energies fell, they were still two energies, traveling through thousands of time and space, but they became themselves when they were shot down.

In other words, Tianming believed that the day he traveled through time was the day he was born, and his original body was these two energies, or he was born because of these two energies!

Tianming thought that his past life was nothing more than the memories left behind by the air in the stone egg and the black air after traveling through time and space.

This was no different than the memories of other people's destiny that he had dreamed about, which never belonged to him.

This realization made him feel a deep sense of emptiness.

He began to question his existence, his memory, everything about him.

He remembered that Zhu Bajie and the old monkey had both said that he was "standing by and watching".

Tianming's heart was surging, his thoughts swirled like the river, his eyes were full of confusion, as if he was lost in the dense forest of self-awareness.

"That old monkey is right. I am indeed full of myself but I don't know shit."

Tianming smiled bitterly, with a hint of pain in his eyes.

"Before, I kept myself out of the matter and judged other people's positions at will, but I didn't dare to experience it myself. Now that it has happened to me, I really can't accept it."

His emotions began to become agitated, and his words were full of self-blame and struggle.

"I originally thought I would be the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, and never thought about the identity of the Man of Heaven's Destiny that I was unwilling to accept. But if I really had to do it, I wouldn't be able to do it well."

Tianming smiled bitterly: "It turns out that I am not qualified for anything!"

Tianming continued to talk to himself, his voice gradually getting louder and his emotions becoming more and more excited.

"Although you say I am righteous, I know, as you all know, that I am not that great."

"I am a selfish person. When I feel unhappy, I want to seek revenge. When I feel vain, I suddenly want to become someone else and inherit the glory of the Great Sage."

"To consider oneself a nobody is to avoid responsibility, but at the same time one wants to risk one's life to fight for once, to get rich overnight, to become fat that day and be admired by others, to suffer for one day and enjoy happiness for ten thousand days."

"I said no and I didn't care, but I knew in my heart that I wanted to be that person, because he is a hero, he is amazing, he is different from ordinary people like us!"

"Even if you can be a hero for a day, a great sage for a moment, or a stick of incense, you are still different from ordinary people!"

Tianming's emotions were almost out of control, and there was despair in his voice.

“But I always acted like a small person, saying I wanted to live for myself and be a selfish person, because no one would blame a small person for being indifferent, and no one would expect a small person to be noble.”

"But what am I now? I am not even that little person. Who should I live for? How should I deal with myself?"

"It's all fake, even my memories are fake. No wonder I speak half-vernacular and half-classical. It turns out I never existed."

"I...who am I?"

At this moment, Tianming's deep inner conflicts and struggles were completely revealed.

Although all the previous actions were often just a momentary act of courage and intention, he did indeed do good things as a small person. Perhaps one day he will turn things around and it is possible that he will be regarded as a little saint.

But people, once they lose their own identity, what position do they have to act on?

Tianming lowered his head, and a dark aura emanated from his body.

"Old monk!"

"You said that the Monkey King was born and raised without a father or a mother. How did he accept it?"

The old monkey said quickly: "He is him, and you are you. This is different. Don't let your imagination run wild. I think you have the signs of being possessed by a demon..."

But before he could finish his words, Tianming went crazy!

"Because his life is real. There are good people and bad people, but there are also real friends and real descendants!"

"But—I—didn't—!"

Tianming's body began to undergo subtle changes. His size gradually grew larger, his hair became wild and stood upright, and his eyes were like burning flames.

His breath became extremely strong, and the air around him seemed to be distorted and deformed under his momentum. It was so powerful that even the clouds in the sky fled in all directions under his pressure.

The demonic power gushed out of his body like an uncontrollable torrent, impacting everything around him, and rushed directly from the earth to the Lingxiao Palace. The power was so strong that it could not be described in words, and he was bound to be able to break even the sky with one punch.

The old monkey tried to use his own divine power to detect Tianming's power, but found that once his divine power approached Tianming, it was like being swallowed by a bottomless pit and disappeared without a trace.

He was unable to sense the depth of Tianming's power, and this feeling made him feel deeply powerless and fearful.

Tianming's power is no longer a simple divine power, but a power from another world, a power that even gods and Buddhas are afraid of.

This power seems to have its own will. It is constantly absorbing everything around it and growing stronger.

Just like a Pixiu, it only goes in and never goes out!