I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 1377 Maitreya? Huang Mei?

After leaving Huangfeng Ridge, Qin Yao brought the red and blue nightshade to a slow-flowing stream. He summoned a golden basin used for divination with a flip of his hand, scooped a basin of clear water from the stream, and placed the root he had just obtained into the water. When the water was full, it overflowed and some water immediately flowed out, but the water surface was still level with the high edge of the golden basin.

"Hopefully useful."

Exhaling lightly, Qin Yao sat cross-legged in front of the golden basin, forming seals with his hands. His thoughts flowed, his immortal energy surged, and he transformed countless laws of time into divination runes, which fell into the water one after another.

As time went by, the concentration of immortal energy in his kingdom of God became increasingly thinner, but there was no change at all in the water of the golden basin, and no scene emerged.

Qin Yao was unwilling to give up and continued to increase his mana output. Eventually, the water in the golden basin began to vibrate as the mana poured in. When the vibration reached a certain level, the golden basin made of black gold was instantly torn apart, and the stream flowed all over the ground...

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

Qin Yao nodded, took the root device, put his hands together, and held it in his palm: "I'll try again."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately called the system and asked secretly: "How many filial piety points do I need to consume to lock other root devices using the root device in my hand?"

[10000 filial piety points lock 1 item. ]

Qin Yao: "..."

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

If he still possessed 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. God knows which four monster kings got the other four roots?

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

It is very expensive, but the problem is that he has no other place to ask and can only rely on the systematic search.

[This transaction consumes 10000 points of filial piety, and your remaining filial piety balance is 77013 points. ]

[Search starts, it will take about half an incense stick of time, please wait patiently. ]

Qin Yao: "..."

  No, are you really searching?

Isn’t this the Black Myth that you modified?

Isn’t that the six-root instrument you threw out?

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

In an instant, countless doubts surged in his mind, but he didn't need to ask the system about these doubts. He could find the appropriate answers in a moment...

Half an hour later.

A new line of characters flashed before his eyes: [Nose Smelling Love: Xiao Xitian, Yellow Eyebrow King.]

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

……

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

He could only fly for a distance with Red and Blue Nightshade, then he descended from the clouds to ask the mountain god and the land god for directions. He walked westward while asking for directions, gradually crossing summer and entering autumn, and came to a land of cold wind and snow.

"There are so many Buddha statues below. Could it be that we have reached the Little Western Paradise?"

Standing on the top of the clouds, looking down at the Wanfo Road below, Longkui in blue spoke.

"This should be it, let's go down and take a look."

Qin Yao responded silently, then descended from the clouds and 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.” Long Kui in red looked around, looking at the Buddhist world constructed by countless stone Buddhas, and murmured.

Qin Yao opened his eye between his eyebrows, scanned the peaks on both sides, and finally closed his eyes and said, "It is not false!"

"It can't be made by a human, and it's not fake, so it must have been carved by a monster." said Long Kui in red.

"Let's go." Qin Yao didn't want to talk any more about this kind of thing. He raised his foot and took a step forward, stepping on the thick snow and moving forward with a crackling sound.

The red and blue nightshade left no trace on the snow, floating across the snow. Compared with Qin Yao himself, its speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, just like a ghost.

In a blink of an eye, we passed through the Ten Thousand Buddha Caves and entered a vast expanse of white snow. However, we saw several frozen bodies of monks sitting or lying on the snow at regular intervals.

The thin monk's robe draped over the corpses was probably the direct cause of their tragic deaths.

"Why are there so many monks frozen to death here?" Long Kui in blue clothes asked in surprise, "Could it be that someone brought them from a warm place and froze them here to death?"

Qin Yao released his divine sense to investigate, but found that there was no land god in the snow at all, so he said: "Keep going, there will always be a living being who knows the reason."

"Squeak, squeak~"

Not long after, when they came to the entrance of a snowy 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 black long knife in its hand, and slashed at Qin Yao in mid-air.

Qin Yao raised his head slightly and looked at the red-eyed monkey quietly, without any intention of raising his hand.

However, Red and Blue Nightshade were not idle. They formed seals and cast spells at the same time. Sixteen golden time and space chains suddenly emerged from the void and bound the dirty monkey's limbs and neck, fixing it firmly in the air.

The dirty monkey tried to struggle, but soon found that the chains tied to him became tighter the more he struggled, especially the chain around his neck, which made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

At the critical moment of life and death, it finally regained a bit of reason, gave up resistance, and was hung motionless by the chains.

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

When all the evil poisons turned into yellow smoke and spewed out of its ears and nose, the dirty monkey's will was also unsealed, and his mind became clear again.

"Holy Buddha!"

After seeing Qin Yao's figure, Zanghou's eyes suddenly filled with tears and he shouted loudly.

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

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

"That's right. I'm Marshal Ma Liu from Mount Huaguo. I was deceived by the Yellow-browed Demon King and lost my original spiritual intelligence in the human bag. So I lingered here to prevent outsiders from ascending to Little Western Paradise." The dirty monkey said concisely and clearly.

Hearing this, Long Kui in Blue immediately remembered the monk zombies he had seen along the way, and asked, "What happened to those zombies that were frozen to death in the snow?"

Marshal Ma Liu shook his head: "I was already in a daze before I was brought here. I couldn't remember complicated things, so I didn't know why those zombies existed." "It doesn't matter if you don't know. Do you know where the Yellow-browed Monster is?" Qin Yao asked immediately.

"I know." Marshal Ma Liu pointed in a direction and said, "Go straight in this direction. When you get to the end, you will see an ice lake. At the end of the ice lake, there is a small wooden house that looks like a temple. The old monster with yellow eyebrows has been living in the wooden house for a long time, meditating and practicing Buddhism, and he calls himself a Buddha."

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

Marshal Ma Liu's face froze, and then he waved his hands repeatedly: "I dare not get close to that old demon again. If the Holy Buddha does not have urgent matters, I suggest you do not get close to him. This demon king is very evil and is very good at confusing people's minds."

Seeing him trembling with fear, Qin Yao did not force him and waved his hand, saying, "You can leave first. Take care."

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

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

Ma Liu let out a long breath: "Although I dare not go with the Holy Buddha, I can remind you. That old monster likes to transform into a round-headed little monk and call himself Maitreya. I hope the Holy Monk will be prepared and don't be fooled."

"Thank you."

Qin Yao bowed.

Soon after, Ma Liu ran away, while Qin Yao took Red and Blue Dragon Kui to the completely opposite direction. Before the monsters along the way discovered their whereabouts, they flashed in front of the wooden house in the lake...

Looking at the magnificent world on ice, Longkui in blue cheered immediately, rushed up happily, and performed a stunning dance on the ice, showing her feminine beauty.

It was no wonder that she wanted to dance in excitement. The place chosen by the Yellow-browed Monster for his retreat was indeed very beautiful. It was surrounded by mountains on three sides, with flying snow and crystal clear ice. When the winter sun shone down, it cast a layer of golden light on the wooden house in the lake, instantly filling the place with a poetic and picturesque atmosphere.

At this time, a little monk wearing a yellow open-chested robe, with a round head, delicate features, Buddhist beads 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 leading to the door, and quietly watched the beautiful girl dancing on the lake with a smile on his face.

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

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

The invisible contest began from the moment they glanced at each other, but after a long stalemate, no one could suppress the other. A hint of surprise flashed across both sides' faces, and the same idea emerged in their minds.

The opponent seems to be stronger than I imagined...

After a moment, the little monk's aura suddenly subsided and he said with a smile: "Xuanzang, long time no see."

Qin Yao stepped into the icy lake, and in the snow, he walked towards the other person step by step: "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: "The future, that means it 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 laughed. King Huangmei, please return Wukong's spiritual root to me."

"Junior brother, look carefully, there is only Maitreya here, no Huangmei, and no spiritual roots." The little monk said seriously.

Qin Yao said: "I have already revealed the answer to the mystery. What's the point of you pretending? Besides, there are only two of us here. If you can't fool me, who else can you fool?"

The little monk shook his head and sighed, "I was wrong. You haven't changed. At least your delusion is exactly the same as Jin Chanzi's back then."

Qin Yao: "..."

Can this be resolved?

However, seeing how hard he was trying and doing his best to maintain the fake identity of Maitreya, Qin Yao suddenly became curious.

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

"I'll treat you as Miroku, what do you want to tell me?"

The little monk put his hands behind his back and looked at the clouds in the western sky: "Xuanzang, you shouldn't have recommended Guanyin as the supreme master of Buddhism when your prestige in saving the world was at its peak.

Open your eyes and look at this world. Demons are still rampant and people are living in misery. She, the Buddha, is just a decoration."

Qin Yao: "..."

If these words were spoken by the real Maitreya, it would be understandable; but coming from the mouth of 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 put order in the chaos, I am willing to bring the ambitious people in the Buddhist world to help you overthrow the brutal rule of Guanyin."

"Cruel?" Qin Yao said, "Didn't you just say she was like a decoration? How can a decoration be cruel?"

"Being a decoration doesn't mean she doesn't care about anything, but that she can't control anything. She doesn't have Tathagata's wisdom and forbearance, and can only maintain her position by being ruthless and decisive. It's very hard for her to sit in this position, but it also causes great harm." said the little monk.

Qin Yao was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Let me guess... Huang Mei, you came to the lower world this time under the instruction of Maitreya, right? Otherwise, your words would be very strange.

But if Huang Mei instructed me to do so, then it would be best if I agreed. 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 revealed once you prove your true identity." Qin Yao slowly raised the Yuantu Sword, his aura instantly rising to its peak, murderous intent soaring into 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 calm down first."

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver-white dragon flew out from the bag, with its fangs and claws bared, as if filling the void, and rushed towards Qin Yao with terrifying momentum.

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

At his shout, Red and Blue Nightshade formed seals and cast spells at the same time. Three pairs of palms made three seals, and the three seals evolved into a magic net.

The silver dragon roared and rushed towards the French net, trying to tear it into pieces. However, the moment it touched the French net, it was trapped in the air and could no longer move.

A look of surprise flashed across the little monk's face. After pondering for a moment, he no longer paid attention to the silver dragon in the air, but turned around and walked into the temple-like house.

"You guys restrain it first, I'll go into the house and see what the old demon is doing."

Qin Yao shouted at the red and blue nightshade, then turned into a stream of light and arrived in front of the door of the wooden house in an instant.

"Be careful!" Longkui in blue shouted loudly.

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