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've said it and 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 have already solved the mystery, what's the point of you 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 true?

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 elected Guanyin as the supreme figure in Buddhism when your prestige for salvation was at its peak.

If you open your eyes and look at this world, demons and monsters are still rampant and people are living in dire straits. What she, the Buddha, the World Honored One, does is just like a decoration."

Qin Yao: "..."

If this was said by the real Maitreya, it would be excusable; but when it comes from the mouth of the fake Maitreya, it gives people a sense of absurdity.

The young 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 started because of you, and it should be ended by you. If you are willing to bring order to the chaos, I am willing to lead the Buddhist world to those who are aspiring to do so."

Sir, help you overthrow Guanyin's brutal rule."

"Cruel?" Qin Yao said: "Didn't you just say that she looks like a decoration? How can the decoration be cruel?"

"The decoration doesn't mean that she doesn't care about anything, but it means that she can't control anything. She doesn't have Tathagata's wisdom and forbearance, so she can only maintain her position with ruthlessness and determination. She has a hard job in this position, but she also does harm.

It’s very wide.” The young monk said.

Qin Yao was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Let me guess...Huang Mei, you must have received Maitreya's instructions this time when you went down to the realm, right? Otherwise, the starting point of your words is very strange.

But if there is Huang Mei’s instruction, then it’s best if I agree. Even if I don’t agree, Maitreya can blame this proposal on your ulterior motives and it has nothing to do with him.”

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

"The truth will be known once your true identity is proven." Qin Yao slowly raised the Yuan Tu Sword, and his aura instantly climbed to its peak, with murderous intent rising into the sky.

The young monk sighed quietly and slowly opened the bag in his hand: "Xuan Zang, I have high hopes for you and I don't want to do anything with you, so I will let her help you get rid of your anger first."

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver-white divine dragon flew out from the bag. It opened its teeth and claws, seemed to fill the void, and charged towards Qin Yao with a terrifying momentum.

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

Under his call, the red and blue nightshades formed seals and cast spells with him at the same time. Three pairs of palms produced three seals, and the three seals created a French 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 sealed in the air and could no longer move.

A flash of surprise flashed across the young monk's face. After pondering for a moment, he no longer cared about the silver dragon in the air, but turned around and walked into the temple-like room.

"You confine it first, and I'll go into the house to see what the old demon is up to."

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

"Be careful!" Blue Nightshade shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!