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Well, although most people wouldn’t want to fight for the title of excellent monk.

Tang Sanzang originally came in with the desire to save the world. His mentality was probably similar to that of the Buddha who sacrificed his life to feed the eagle. After all, in Tang Sanzang's understanding at that time, Buddhism was indeed in a precarious situation. Whether it was the Buddhist tradition in Chang'an City or in the outside world.

Just from this point of view, I am afraid no one is more heartbroken than Tang Seng at this time. After all, he truly loves Buddhism. He was even a monk since birth and grew up in a Buddhist temple.

It is natural for such a person to have a devout faith. After all, nothing else has ever happened in his world.

Moreover, compared to other people, Tang Seng has a natural advantage. His Buddhist heart is almost naturally harmonious. Perhaps, the Buddhist principles that are very difficult to comprehend for others are easy for Tang Seng.

This is exactly the setting for the protagonist of the novel. When it is applied to Tang Monk, there is no sense of incongruity at all. It is really intoxicating.

And at this moment, Tang Seng suddenly saw a dog appear in front of him.

Di Ting's hair stood on end. It felt that there seemed to be a special mental power locking onto Tang Seng, revealing his location to other people.

Thinking of the power of faith that Zhu Moye had just bestowed upon him, Di Ting became happy again. He wagged his tail like a real dog, and then when he passed by Tang Seng's feet, he lightly bit his foot.

It was really a very light bite, not even breaking the skin. At least for Di Ting at that moment, it was a rare and precious thing.

Tang Seng also looked at the actions of Di Ting in front of him with some confusion. At this time, he was still a mortal and obviously did not understand what this little dog, which looked like it was not an ordinary breed, was doing to him.

What's more, Tang Seng saw that it was just passing by him lightly, so he didn't care.

However, just as Di Ting passed by, the Guanyin Bodhisattva, holding the Jade Purifying Bottle, suddenly lost contact in the sky. The connection between her and Tang Sanzang was abruptly severed. Although she could sense that Tang Sanzang was fine, she could no longer sense his presence. This made Guanyin Bodhisattva both shocked and angry. She squinted her eyes at Chang'an City below, trying to find Tang Sanzang's figure.

But unfortunately, where is Chang'an City?

I'm afraid that in today's world, Chang'an City is the largest and most prosperous city at this moment.

In such a bustling city with people coming and going from all over the world, even if you are Guanyin Bodhisattva, finding a Tang Monk is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"How could this happen? Who is interfering with all this?" Guanyin Bodhisattva's face looked ugly, but he could only hold down the cloud. There was no other way to think of before finding the cause.

At this moment, Tang Seng had already arrived in front of Zhu Moye. Just by standing in the hall, even though the distance was still very far, he could almost feel the pressure from the man in front of the desk.

This feeling made Tang Seng feel very unfamiliar and uneasy. Even though he was well versed in Buddhism, even though he was the best among his peers, even though he was the chosen one destined to revitalize Buddhism in the words of the old abbot, in front of this man, Tang Seng still inevitably felt a little nervous.

Because the other party is an existence that people look up to, the Emperor Minghuang.

This title determines the identity and status of the other party. According to common sense, Tang Seng knew very well that he might not even be qualified to meet the other party, but what he did not expect was that the other party would choose to summon him. Just thinking about this, Tang Seng still felt a sense of absurdity, which really made him feel strange.

He didn't know how Zhu Moye in front of him knew his name, but Tang Seng didn't dare to ask these questions. In fact, under the current situation, Tang Seng almost didn't know what to do.

Therefore, in such an almost suffocating atmosphere, Tang Seng wisely chose to remain silent. At least, he would not speak until Zhu Moye spoke.

This kind of performance actually made Zhu Moye feel a little amused, perhaps because the frightened young monk below was more interesting than he had imagined.

Chapter 639 Trembling with Fear

However, under the current circumstances, Zhu Moye was still looking at the young monk in front of him with interest.

When Zhu Moye met Tang Seng in the temple before, he did not talk much with Tang Seng. One reason was because of his status, and the other was that it was not convenient under the circumstances at that time.

When they arrived at the palace, Tang Seng did not dare to look up at Zhu Moye. Without Zhu Moye's permission, he was not allowed to look up. Tang Seng could only lower his head respectfully.

At this moment, Zhu Moye felt a little amused. Perhaps it was because Tang Seng had previously given him the impression of being a very old-fashioned and conservative monk. However, when he saw the frightened young monk in front of him, Zhu Moye suddenly realized that his previous idea seemed to be wrong.

After all, just looking at the appearance of Tang Seng in front of him, Tang Seng at this time was actually not very different from an ordinary monk. No matter from which angle you looked at it, Zhu Moye always had a very strange feeling.

However, in this state, Zhu Moye didn't know what to say. He just felt a little amusement when looking at Tang Seng.

It didn't take Zhu Moye much time to casually review the memorials while looking at Tang Monk below. To him, doing two things at the same time was just a trivial matter.

Tang Sanzang, standing below, could feel the cold sweat dripping down his face. Remember, in his previous state, he was just an ordinary monk in a Buddhist temple. Now, he could almost feel Zhu Moye's gaze sweeping over him, with a certain intriguing quality.

Tang Sanzang felt an indescribable feeling for a while, because he had no idea what Zhu Moye was going to do. So, for Tang Sanzang at this moment, the only thing he could do was to make his posture more upright and respectful. Apart from this, Tang Sanzang seemed to have nothing else to do at this time.

This alone was far from enough for Zhu Moye at the moment. Before he knew it, he had withdrawn his gaze and let Tang Seng stand there for a while.

Only then did he put down the red pen in his hand that he was using to mark memorials. At this time, Tang Seng had gradually regained his composure. After all, no matter what, although Tang Seng at this time was just an ordinary monk, the soul of Jin Chanzi was inside his body.

No matter what, in this hall, Tang Seng still struggled to remain calm in order to find peace of mind.

In this state, Zhu Moye chose not to say anything. He just quietly looked at the appearance of Tang Seng in front of him. You know, in the previous state, he remembered very clearly that when Tang Seng just came in, he was trying hard but still couldn't hold back his trembling look. The current appearance of Tang Seng was beyond Zhu Moye's expectations. In this state, Zhu Moye still wanted to praise Tang Seng in front of him. After all, no matter from which angle you look at it, Tang Seng at this time is still very good.

If we simply compare him with his peers, he is definitely far superior.

However, Zhu Moye was also very clear at this time that since Tang Seng had the soul of Jin Chanzi in his body, then in other states, he must have been influenced by Jin Chanzi to a greater or lesser extent.

For example, regarding Tang Seng's belief in Buddhism, Zhu Moye was very self-aware. Since he knew that he could not easily shake other people's beliefs, he had no intention of changing Tang Seng's beliefs. Anyway, as long as Tang Seng continued to believe in Buddhism, for Zhu Moye, it would be a blessing in disguise.

"Look up at me." Thinking of the previous scene, Tang Seng calmed down and was obviously in much better condition. Zhu Moye sat above him and said softly.

Hearing Zhu Moye's words, Tang Seng thought of the previous scene. He was just wondering why Zhu Moye called him over. However, after entering this hall, an invisible pressure made Tang Seng calm down.

No matter what the situation was, Tang Seng maintained his previous calmness at this time, but after entering the hall, he was inevitably affected a little. This was probably because this hall was the main hall, and Zhu Moye was sitting in it, so the momentum was quite amazing.

In this state, it is understandable that Tang Seng would feel a little scared when looking at Zhu Moye in front of him.

But sometimes, Tang Seng still felt a little tangled. He heard Zhu Moye's voice. For some reason, he always felt that Zhu Moye's voice sounded somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

But soon, Tang Seng persuaded himself not to think too much. How could this be possible?

Let’s not talk about anything else for now. How could Tang Seng not know who this person in front of him is? He is the most talked-about person in Chang’an City and even in the entire country, the Ming Emperor, Zhu Moye.

Compared with the previous emperor, Zhu Moye's ability to govern the country was more superb, and his bravery and prestige in leading the army surpassed that of Emperor Taizong of Tang, and his reputation among the people was at its peak.

How could Tang Seng not know about such a person? After all, even a fool could hear the songs sung in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, most of which were praising Zhu Moye.

These seemingly ordinary methods actually won the hearts of the people. It is not known whether Zhu Moye ordered people to do so or the people did it spontaneously.

To everyone, Zhu Moye is a mysterious existence, and to Tang Seng at this time, he naturally thinks so too. Otherwise, why would he stand here?

Chapter 640 Raise Your Head

In other words, in many cases, no one will not be afraid of the superior, let alone an ordinary monk like Tang Seng. Although in certain circumstances, he can use some special means to maintain his dignity, at least in such a situation, he will not feel too afraid of Zhu Moye in front of him.

But no matter what, in his current state, it was almost impossible for him to not be nervous. Just from this point of view, in Zhu Moye's eyes, Tang Seng's ability to do this was already very difficult. Otherwise, if someone else behaved like this in front of him, Zhu Moye would have found it even more interesting.

"Look up." When looking at Tang Seng, Zhu Moye realized that he had not asked him to look up at himself. Otherwise, based on the way he looked at Tang Seng before, the other party would not have forgotten him so easily. So, Zhu Moye simply asked him to look up.

After hearing Zhu Moye's words, Tang Sanzang finally came to his senses and recovered from his slightly nervous mood. Under such circumstances, he naturally obeyed Zhu Moye's words. The only thing that made him feel a little strange was that Zhu Moye's voice sounded extremely young. When listening to it this way, from a certain level, Zhu Moye's voice at this time made people realize that he was definitely much younger than the others. But even in this situation, Tang Sanzang was still very self-aware. He knew exactly what to do in any situation.

Therefore, in this situation, Tang Seng was very straightforward in maintaining his dignity and raised his head tremblingly.

Although Tang Seng tried his best to tell himself not to be nervous, he was helpless because his body would not obey him at certain times. It was in this state that Tang Seng finally lost his temper and saw clearly the appearance of Zhu Moye in front of him.

A handsome face came into view first. It was a very handsome young man. Tang Seng's first feeling was that the other party looked about the same age as himself, but soon, Tang Seng lowered his head subconsciously. Putting aside other things, just because Zhu Moye asked him to raise his head did not mean that Tang Seng could stare at Zhu Moye in this state.

Frankly speaking, judging from Tang Seng's performance just now, if it were another monarch, he would have every reason to get angry and lock Tang Seng up.

However, in the situation just now, Zhu Moye was obviously not a monarch who would make such a fuss. Therefore, when looking at Tang Sanzang in front of him, Zhu Moye did not mind anything. After all, the other party was just a young monk. From a certain perspective, Zhu Moye was not so boring. Even these things had to be argued with the other party. If you say so, Zhu Moye was still very capable at this time.

In this situation, Tang Seng actually lowered his head secretly again, obviously not daring to look at himself carefully.

Zhu Moye was not surprised by this, as it had become a subtle etiquette. If it were someone else, wouldn't they be the same as Tang Seng? So Zhu Moye didn't feel anything was wrong at this moment, but when he looked at Tang Seng, he couldn't help but feel a little bit amused.

"Don't you think I look familiar?" Zhu Moye's voice was mellow and sounded quite amiable.

At this time, Tang Seng gradually came to his senses. He had not expected that the person would be Zhu Moye, so he subconsciously felt a little fear in his heart.

It was not until Zhu Moye took the initiative to speak that Tang Seng realized that the man probably had no close relationship with Zhu Moye, but he knew him. Moreover, Tang Seng knew that from the moment he saw Zhu Moye just now, he had felt that Zhu Moye seemed somewhat familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen him.

In fact, this was also the result of Tang Seng's subconscious choice. Ordinary people were not qualified to see Zhu Moye, so naturally they would not think too much about it. Moreover, in this state, Tang Seng dared not look at Zhu Moye for more than a second, let alone think of him as a pilgrim.

Therefore, it is natural that in such a state, Tang Seng would not recognize Zhu Moye, whom he had just met a few days ago. However, at this time, Tang Seng did not know what Zhu Moye wanted to do.

Looking at Tang Monk in front of him, Zhu Moye seemed to not know what to say, and just waited quietly for the other party to raise his head.

At this moment, Tang Seng finally listened to Zhu Moye's words. In fact, at this time, he also felt something was wrong. After all, Zhu Moye's voice did sound too familiar.

It was at this moment that Tang Seng raised his head and saw the figure in front of him clearly.

Compared to the faint glimpse just now, Zhu Moye did not dodge at this time, but stood on the steps, which allowed Tang Seng to see him clearly.

The familiar feeling just now finally matched the Zhu Moye in front of him with the pilgrim who came to the Buddhist temple a few days ago.

However, for Tang Seng at this moment, the stimulation was a little too great. Otherwise, if it were any other situation, he would be able to remain a little calmer at this time.

There is no need to feel strange like he does now when he sees Zhu Moye in front of him. At that time, Tang Seng did not know Zhu Moye's identity. When he saw Zhu Moye again at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Your Majesty?" Tang Seng clasped his hands together. Although he was a little nervous in his heart, he still remained calm at this moment. The temperament of a future eminent monk was fully displayed at this moment.

Chapter 641: Discussing the Sutras and the Dharma

It's just that under the current circumstances, Zhu Moye couldn't say too much to Tang Seng in front of him.

But in reality, after meeting Tang Sanzang, Zhu Moye had a lot of questions he wanted to ask him, especially when he found that Tang Sanzang was more reserved than he had imagined, which made Zhu Moye feel a little amused. In other words, if it were any other situation, Zhu Moye wouldn't have to worry so much, but in this situation, Tang Sanzang looked like someone he wanted to interrogate.

"Have you seen me anywhere before?" Zhu Moye asked directly and openly with a smile on his face as he looked at Tang Monk below.

Facing Zhu Moye, Tang Sanzang was caught in a dilemma. He had never experienced the majesty of serving a king like a tiger. It should be noted that in the first half of his life, Tang Sanzang had no thoughts other than the ancient Buddha and the green lamp. Not to mention facing the political power, so it was natural for him to feel a little panic when facing Zhu Moye.

However, in this state, Zhu Moye in front of him would not let him go so easily. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste for him to invite Tang Seng here at this time?

"Your Majesty." Tang Seng was obviously not a person who knew how to lie, and he didn't know how to please others. Therefore, when facing Zhu Moye's questions, he could only panic and could not do anything else.

As for Zhu Moye at this time, from a certain perspective, he felt that perhaps it was precisely because of Tang Seng's qualities that made him feel interesting at this time.

Otherwise, if it were someone else, Zhu Moye would feel a bit bored here.

Zhu Moye didn't know when this state appeared. He thought silently in his heart that he probably felt bored because there were no interesting opponents in the world. But in comparison, the Tang Monk in front of him was obviously not qualified to be his opponent. Even talking to him was a bit boring for Zhu Moye.

When he thought of this, Zhu Moye's interest disappeared, as if he had lost interest in an instant.

In this situation, Tang Sanzang felt somewhat bewildered, or rather, he felt somewhat puzzled when he looked at Zhu Moye in front of him. Zhu Moye's expression at this moment gave Tang Sanzang a strange feeling of intimacy, which made Tang Sanzang relax a little from his vigilance and tension.

It was precisely because of this that Tang Sanzang could cheer up at this moment. When he looked at Zhu Moye in front of him, he could speak more fluently: "I, this poor monk, did see a pilgrim who looked like the emperor in the temple."

"Oh? Really?" Zhu Moye rarely heard Tang Seng speak, and turned around with some interest. At the beginning, he remembered that Tang Seng was a coward, so he didn't take Tang Seng too seriously at this time.

Originally, Zhu Moye thought that calling Tang Sanzang to the palace was just a simple impulsive decision. Although Xiaolong had given Zhu Moye a hint, under such circumstances, Zhu Moye did not want to do anything to alert the enemy.

It was not until Tang Seng entered the palace that Zhu Moye remembered that he had not had a good conversation with Tang Seng in the Buddhist temple before. Zhu Moye was still somewhat interested in this eminent monk who was very famous in history, so he asked someone to bring Tang Seng over.

But after seeing Tang Seng himself, Zhu Moye gradually felt a little disappointed. Compared with other people, Tang Seng at this time did look a little off-photogenic.

For example, in terms of temperament and courage, Tang Seng at this time did not have the aura of a future great monk. Judging from his current appearance, he was at most a young monk with a little talent.

This is like a small drop of water thrown into the sea, with nothing eye-catching about it.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Zhu Moye at this moment did not care much about Tang Seng in front of him, which was also understandable. After all, if it were someone else in front of Zhu Moye at this time, perhaps they would perform better. I don't know how Tang Seng did it at this time.

In this situation, Tang Seng just stood there blankly as if he didn't know what to do. This behavior naturally intensified Zhu Moye's aversion to him.

However, due to the previous friendship and a little curiosity about Tang Seng, a local figure, Zhu Moye did not directly order the people to take Tang Seng to other halls.

In this state, Zhu Moye couldn't help but recall his initial judgment that Tang Seng was timid. He began to lose hope that Tang Seng would take the initiative to speak. When he was about to send someone to take Tang Seng away, he unexpectedly discovered that Tang Seng seemed to have become a little braver.

But, of course, even if it was a little exaggerated, there was actually nothing to worry about. Just under the current circumstances, Zhu Moye thought silently in his heart that since Tang Seng dared to say that he recognized him, he would admit that he had the courage.

At this moment, Zhu Moye didn't care about this. At this time, he was more curious about what it would be like if Tang Seng quoted scriptures to him.

That is what is called discussing scriptures and Dharma. How should I deal with this young monk who stumbles even when speaking?

Chapter 642: Teasing and Joking

Under other circumstances, Zhu Moye would not have to worry too much at this time, but if he was in this state, when he looked at the young man in front of him, he couldn't help but speculate.

After all, if it is purely a reputation in history, the current Tang Monk is still quite famous. Moreover, in this world, if nothing unexpected happens, apart from the monkey, Tang Monk can be said to have the most roles. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the son of the plane of this world.

It was under such circumstances that Zhu Moye became so interested in Tang Seng at this time. He was curious about how Tang Seng's luck was different from that of other people.

As everyone knows, Tang Monk is the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada from heaven, that is, a person who is born with a certain wisdom. Such a person would be fine under normal circumstances, but in this case, he was born with the luck of Buddhism. It can be said that he has always been blessed with some kind of mysterious protection. To put it more simply and bluntly, it is probably the so-called blessing of some kind of luck that makes his luck value maxed out.

Before, Zhu Moye was so impulsive that he almost wanted to ask the guards to drag Tang Seng down and chop him to death to see if it would work.

But soon, Zhu Moye gave up that immature idea because Tang Seng should have other roles.

Moreover, to be honest, Zhu Moye at this moment really didn't think that Tang Seng could pose any threat to him. If it was just the situation at this moment, Zhu Moye was still very confident at this moment.

In comparison, before, Zhu Moye felt that Tang Seng looked very interesting at this moment. He seemed to not know how to face himself at this moment, so he felt very nervous.

But in comparison, Zhu Moye was quite relaxed at this time. The reason for this was that Zhu Moye had a relatively large deterrent effect on Buddhism at this time.

Although Buddhism has two saints, under the current circumstances, these two saints have no way to pose any direct threat to Zhu Moye in front of them.

Unless these two saints were willing to run directly to Chang'an City below, if they were in other places, these two saints should have chosen to preach to increase their influence and their own cultivation.

Although Zhu Moye had not learned much about it before, after understanding the role of the power of faith, Zhu Moye suddenly had an idea. If the two saints of Buddhism were also doing this with such a mentality, what kind of thoughts would they have towards the believers in front of them? This is also a proposition that makes people feel worthy of further study.