Chapter 1377 Maitreya? Huang Mei?

After leaving Huangfengling, Qin Yao took the red and blue nightshades and landed in front of a small stream with gentle water flow. He summoned the golden basin specially used for divination and deduction with his hands, scooped out a basin of clear water from the stream, and conveniently took the root device he had just obtained. Put it in the water, it will overflow when the water is full, and a little will flow out immediately, but the water surface is still level with the high rim of the golden basin.

"Hope it's useful."

With a gentle breath, Qin Yao sat cross-legged in front of the golden basin, making seals with his hands, thoughts flowing, immortal energy surging, turning countless laws of time into divination runes, and fell into the water one after another.

As time went by, the concentration of immortal energy in his divine kingdom became increasingly thinner, but the water in the golden basin did not change at all, and no scene emerged.

Qin Yao was unwilling to give up and continued to increase the output of mana. Finally, the water in the golden basin began to tremble with the influx of mana. When the tremor reached a certain level, the golden basin made of black gold was instantly torn open, and the stream flowed all over the ground... …

"Failed?" Nightshade in blue picked up the root device that fell to the ground and handed it to Qin Yao.

Qin Yao nodded, took the root tool, clasped his hands together and held it in his palms: "I'll try again."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately called the system and asked secretly: "How much filial piety points will be consumed to use the root device in my hand to lock other root devices?"

[10,000 filial piety value locks 1 piece. 】

Qin Yao: "..."

After seeing the price, he suddenly missed his ability to predict the plot.

If he still had this ability, how could he not know where to go next?

It's a pity that he doesn't have it now.

There are so many monsters in Journey to the West. Who knows which four monster kings the remaining four artifacts fell into?

"Please lock the location of a root weapon for me." After coming back to his senses, Qin Yao gave the order with his will.

It was expensive, but the problem was that he had no other place to ask and could only rely on systematic searches.

[This transaction consumes 10,000 filial piety points, and your remaining filial piety balance is 77,013 points. 】

[The search has started, it is expected to take half a stick of incense time, please wait patiently. 】

Qin Yao: "..."

No, are you really searching?

Isn't it the black myth you magically modified?

Isn't it the six-root device you threw?

As a result, you don’t know where the other roots are now?

In an instant, countless doubts flooded his mind, but he did not need to ask the system for these doubts. He could find the appropriate answers by himself in a blink of an eye...

Half an hour later.

A new line of characters flashed before his eyes: [Bi Xiu Ai: Xiao Xitian, the Yellow Eyebrow King. 】

"He is also a popular character in Journey to the West." Qin Yao put away the broken golden basin, stood up slowly, and said at his feet: "Long'er, Xiaokui, it's time to hit the road!"

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Since Qin Yao did not learn about Tang Sanzang's memory, he did not know the specific location of Xiao Xitian in this world.

He could only fly for a short distance with the red and blue nightshades, then he dropped the clouds and looked for the land of the mountain god to ask for directions. He just asked all the way and walked west, gradually crossing the summer and autumn, and came to a land with cold wind and snow. .

"There are many Buddha statues below. Could it be that they have reached the Little Western Heaven?"

Standing on top of the clouds, looking down at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Road below, Nightshade in blue said.

"It should be right here. Let's go down and have a look."

Qin Yao responded silently, and immediately landed in the middle of the road with stone Buddha statues on both sides.

"There are so many Buddha statues, it doesn't look like they could be carved by humans." Red Nightshade murmured as she looked around at the Buddhist world built by countless stone Buddhas.

Qin Yao opened his eyebrows and raised his eyes, scanned the peaks on both sides, and finally closed his eyes and said: "It's not false!"

"It can't be done by humans, and it's not fake. It was carved by monsters." Red Nightshade said.

"Let's go." Qin Yao didn't want to talk too much about this kind of thing. He stepped forward, stepping on the thick snow, and kept moving forward with a creaking sound.

The red and blue nightshades floated across the snow without leaving any trace. Using Qin Yao himself as a comparison, the speed was fast and slow, like a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, I passed through the Ten Thousand Buddhas Cave and entered a vast white snowfield. I saw several frozen corpses of monks sitting and lying on the snow at regular intervals.

The thin layer of monk's robes covering the corpses was probably the direct cause of their tragic deaths.

"Why are so many monks freezing to death here?" Blue Nightshade asked in surprise: "Could it be that someone brought them from a warm place to freeze to death?"

Qin Yao used his spiritual thoughts to investigate, but found that there was no earthly god in the snow at all, so he had to say: "Keep going, there will always be living beings who know the reason."

"Zhizhi, Zhizhi~"

Soon after, when they came to the entrance of a snow forest, a dirty monkey with silver hair, dark cheeks, naked upper body and a red cloth tied around the lower body suddenly jumped out of the forest, holding a rusty monkey in his hand. The long black knife struck Qin Yao in the air.

Qin Yao raised his head slightly and looked at the red-eyed hozen quietly without raising his hand at all.

However, the red and blue nightshades were not idle. They formed seals and cast spells simultaneously. Sixteen golden time and space chains suddenly appeared in the void, binding the dirty monkey's limbs and neck, holding it firmly in the air.

The dirty monkey tried to struggle, but soon found that the chains that bound him became tighter and tighter, especially the chain that bound his neck, which was so tight that it almost couldn't breathe.

At the critical moment of life and death, it finally regained some sense, gave up resistance, and hung motionless on the chain.

Qin Yao sensed a strong evil energy from his body, and raised his hand to release a beam of faith light, which hit the dirty monkey directly, removing the evil poison from his body like a baptism.

And when all the evil poisons turned into yellow smoke and jumped out of his ears and nose, the dirty monkey's will was also unsealed, and the spiritual platform returned to clarity.

"Holy Buddha!"

After seeing Qin Yao's figure, Dirty Monkey burst into tears and shouted loudly.

"Are you a monkey from Huaguo Mountain?" Qin Yao asked in surprise.

Except for the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain, the monkey tribe in other places should not be so excited even if they recognize the original person.

"Yes, I am Marshal Ma Liu from Huaguo Mountain. I was deceived by the yellow-browed demon king and lost my intelligence in the human race bag, so I stayed here to prevent outsiders from visiting Xiaoxitian." Dirty Monkey Said simply and clearly.

Hearing this, Nightshade in blue immediately thought of the monk zombies he had seen along the way, and asked proactively: "What happened to those zombies that froze to death in the snow?"

Marshal Ma Liu shook his head: "Before I was brought here, I was already in a state of confusion. I can't remember things that are too complicated, so I don't know why those zombies exist."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know about it. Do you know where the yellow eyebrow monster is?" Qin Yao asked immediately.

"I know." Marshal Ma Liu pointed in a direction and said, "Go straight in this direction. When you reach the end, you will see an ice lake, and at the end of the ice lake, there is a small wooden house like a temple. The old weirdo with yellow eyebrows stayed in the wooden house for a long time, practicing meditation, and called himself Buddha. "

Qin Yao nodded slightly: "Marshal Ma Liu, please take me there right now."

Marshal Ma Liu's face stiffened, and then he waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't dare to approach that old demon anymore. If there is nothing urgent about Holy Buddha, I suggest you don't approach him either. This demon king is very evil and is the best at confusing the mind. "

Seeing that he was trembling with fear, Qin Yao did not force him, and waved his hand: "Leave first, take care."

Ma Liu asked: "Does the Holy Buddha have to go?"

"He has something in his hand that I must get, so I have to go." Qin Yao responded.

Ma Liu took a long breath: "Although I dare not walk with the Holy Buddha, I can give you a warning. That old weirdo really likes to turn into a round-headed little monk and calls himself Maitreya. I hope the Holy Monk will learn something. Be prepared and don’t be fooled.”

"Thank you."

Qin Yao cupped his hands and said.

Soon after, Ma Liu ran away quickly, and Qin Yao took the red and blue nightshades in the completely opposite direction. Before the monsters along the way noticed their whereabouts, they flashed in front of the wooden house in the lake...

Looking at the beautiful world on the ice, the blue nightshade suddenly cheered, rushed up happily, and danced on the ice, showing off her feminine beauty.

It's no wonder that she was so excited that she wanted to dance. The retreating place chosen by the yellow-browed monster was indeed beautiful. It was surrounded by mountains on three sides, with flying white snow and crystal clear ice. When the winter sun shone down, a wooden house in the lake was crossed. Layers of golden light instantly filled the room with a poetic and picturesque atmosphere.

At this time, a young monk wearing a straight-chested yellow robe, with a round head, handsome features, Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and a bag in his hand walked out of the main hall of the wooden house, stood in front of the wooden stairs at the entrance, and quietly watched Jue dancing on the lake. Beautiful girl, smiling.

Nightshade in blue faintly felt his gaze, stopped immediately, stepped on the ice, and glided to Qin Yao's side.

Qin Yao's eyes were separated from the little monk by an icy lake, and they collided in the air. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and both sides were full of momentum and suppressed each other.

The invisible contest started at this moment, but after a long stalemate, no one could suppress the other. A look of surprise flashed across both sides' faces, and the same thought emerged in their minds.

The other party seems to be stronger than I imagined...

After a while, the young monk's aura suddenly dropped, and he smiled and said, "Xuan Zang, long time no see."

Qin Yao stepped into the ice lake and walked towards the other party step by step in the wind and snow: "You recognize me, but I don't recognize you."

The little monk said softly: "I am... the future."

Qin Yao stood in front of him and raised his eyebrows: "In the future, that means he didn't come, who didn't come?"

Little monk: "..."

After a moment of silence, he smiled again and said, "You have become more interesting."

Qin Yao summoned the Yuan Tu Sword and stared into the little monk's eyes: "I have said it, and I have smiled. King Huangmei, please return Wukong's spiritual root to me."

"Junior brother, you see clearly, there is only Maitreya here, no yellow eyebrows, and no spiritual roots." The young monk said seriously.

Qin Yao said: "I've already solved the mystery, what's the point of trying to disguise yourself? And there are only two of us here. If you can't deceive me, who else can you deceive?"

The young monk shook his head and sighed: "I was wrong, you haven't changed. At least this delusion is exactly the same as that of Jin Chanzi back then."

Qin Yao: "..."

How the hell can this come back?

But seeing him working so hard in the circle and doing his best to maintain Maitreya's false identity, Qin Yao suddenly became curious.

What exactly does he want to achieve with Maitreya's skin?

"I will treat you as Maitreya. What do you want to say to me?"

The young monk put his hands behind his back and looked at the clouds in the western sky: "Xuan Zang, you should not have recommended Guanyin as the supreme figure in Buddhism when your prestige for saving the world was at its peak.

If you open your eyes and look at this world, demons are still rampant and the people are in dire straits. She, the Buddha's World Honored One, behaves like a decoration. "

Qin Yao: "..."

If the real Maitreya said this, it would be understandable; but coming from the fake Maitreya, it gives people a sense of absurdity.

The little monk slowly lowered his head and spoke again: "It has been more than three hundred years. The Three Realms have been in chaos for more than three hundred years. This chaos was caused by you, and it should be ended by you. If you are willing to correct the chaos, I am willing to bring the people with lofty ideals in the Buddhist world to help you overthrow the brutal rule of Guanyin."

"Brutal?" Qin Yao said: "Didn't you just say that she is like a decoration? How can a decoration be brutal?"

"Decoration does not mean that she doesn't care about anything, but that she can't care about anything. She doesn't have the wisdom and forbearance of Tathagata, and can only maintain her position with ruthlessness and determination. She has a hard time sitting in this position, but it also causes great harm." The little monk said.

Qin Yao was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Let me guess... Huang Mei, you should have received instructions from Maitreya this time? Otherwise, your words are very strange.

But if Huang Mei instructed you, then I'd better agree. Even if I don't agree, Maitreya can attribute this proposal to your ill intentions and it has nothing to do with him."

The little monk laughed: "You think too complicated."

"The truth will be known after you prove your true identity." Qin Yao slowly raised the Yuan Tu sword, and his aura instantly climbed to the peak, and the murderous aura rushed to the sky.

The little monk sighed and slowly opened the bag in his hand: "Xuanzang, I have high hopes for you. I don't want to fight with you, so let others help you get rid of your anger first."

As soon as the voice fell, a silver-white dragon flew out of the bag, baring its fangs and claws, as if it filled the void, and rushed towards Qin Yao with terrible momentum.

Qin Yao shouted softly: "Long'er, Xiaokui, join forces to seal time and space."

At his call, Red and Blue Longkui formed seals and cast spells at the same time. Three pairs of palms cast three seals, and the three seals derived a magic net.

The silver dragon roared and rushed towards the magic net, trying to tear it apart, but the moment it touched the magic net, it was sealed in the air and could no longer move.

A flash of surprise flashed across the face of the little monk. After a moment of silence, he no longer cared about the silver dragon in the air, but turned around and walked into the temple-like house.

"You imprison it first, I'll go in and see what the old demon is doing."

Qin Yao shouted at Red and Blue Longkui, and then turned into a stream of light and came to the door of the wooden house in an instant.

"Be careful!" Blue Longkui shouted loudly.

Qin Yao nodded and stretched out his hand to push the tightly closed wooden door. Unexpectedly, at the moment the wooden door opened, a strong suction suddenly appeared, sucking it in uncontrollably...