Yang Qingyuan stepped onto the high platform, nodded and smiled at Shu Kian, who was still standing on the high platform, and then walked towards the golden-haired monkey lying on the ground.
Shu Guan quickly stepped aside.
Yang Qingyuan walked to the golden-haired monkey and stared down, his expression seemed very serious.
"Monkey King, now I am not sure whether you are dead or not."
"Let me use my divine eyes to see who is the real Monkey King, you or him."
After staring for about five or six seconds, Yang Qingyuan said this in a loud voice without raising his head.
At the same time, Shu Guan saw that the previously closed eye on the young man's forehead slowly opened.
That's a cyan eye.
A ray of blue light shot out from his blue eyes and fell on the golden-haired monkey on the ground.
...Is this person a half-demon? Or is it other creatures...
Looking at this strange scene, Shu Guan couldn't help but think so.
At this time, the senior brother also jumped up to the high platform from below while holding the little green pig.
"Big brother!"
Shu Guan shouted excitedly.
After putting on that crown, the current senior brother seemed to be completely back to normal, which naturally made Shu Guan breath a sigh of relief and very happy.
The senior brother smiled at him and patted Shu Guan on the shoulder.
"We'll talk later."
Then the smile on the senior brother's face disappeared, his expression turned serious, and he walked in front of Yang Qingyuan.
It seems that although the senior brother has returned to normal, he is still worried.
"Do you want to?"
The green light that enveloped the golden-haired monkey on the ground slowly retracted into the third eye on Yang Qingyuan's forehead, and the blue eye slowly closed.
Then he turned his head, looked at the senior brother and asked this question.
The green little pig in the arms of the eldest brother immediately raised his head, his eyes rolled and looked at the eldest brother, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
Yang Qingyuan's divine eyes, in addition to being able to see through false images and identify falsehoods, can also kill people!
But the cyan pig didn't say anything in the end.
Because although Yang Qingyuan was the biggest enemy of the demon kings back then, he also knew very well that Yang Qingyuan was definitely not someone who would take advantage of others.
The senior brother was silent for a moment. He looked at the golden-haired monkey on the ground that was exactly the same as himself, and doubts filled his eyes again.
"bring it on!"
Then he nodded firmly towards Yang Qingyuan.
"If we don't find out the authenticity, I'm afraid we won't be able to join forces anymore."
The senior brother put the green piglet on the ground.
So Yang Qingyuan took a deep look at his senior brother, first with his normal eyes.
Then the blue eye on his forehead opened again, and blue light shot out, covering the senior brother's body.
The green little pig at the feet of the eldest brother raised his trotters and grabbed his two big pig ears tightly. He held his breath and looked so nervous.
Shu Guan didn't know what the green pig was nervous about, but he was influenced by the green pig and became a little nervous. He secretly held the sharp knife in his hand.
After about five or six seconds, Yang Qingyuan withdrew the green light that enveloped the senior brother.
"How about it?"
The senior brother looked closely at Yang Qingyuan and asked.
After Yang Qingyuan pondered for a long time, he just said slowly:
"More than two hundred years ago, I once went to the Western Continent and made some friends there. A friend of mine who practiced alchemy once said something. He said that there have never been two people in this world. Identical leaves.”
"At the beginning, I thought his statement was a bit ridiculous. I just thought he was immature and had little knowledge. He didn't know how big the world is and how many wonders there are."
"But since then, I have always kept what he said in my heart. In the past two hundred years, I have seen many leaves, but I have never found that any two leaves are exactly the same. "
"Things in the world, even twins, will never be exactly the same. After I realized this, I immediately had a great breakthrough in my Tao, mind and realm. So I knew that it was the principle of heaven."
When he said this, Yang Qingyuan paused, looked at his senior brother with a strange expression and said:
"But just now, I saw two identical things."
"There is no difference between you and it. This includes the skin, bones, meridians, organs, and even the location of each hair. There is no difference. My divine eyes Able to detect the smallest differences, and I see no difference in either of you."
"No, he has six ears on his head, but the boss has none."
At this time, the green little pig suddenly said this.
"This is what I find most strange, because I didn't see the other two pairs of ears on him just now."
"What!"
The cyan piglet shouted in disbelief.
Even the senior brother himself looked extremely surprised.
"Can you make the other two ears appear now?"
Then Yang Qingyuan asked his senior brother seriously.
The eldest brother closed his eyes and then shook his head.
"Has this happened to you before?"
Yang Ruiqingyuan asked again.
"Over the past four thousand years, every once in a while, I would be in a state of insanity, and in that state, I would grow two additional sets of ears."
"But you can't control the appearance of those two pairs of ears?"
"good."
"Then, those two pairs of ears are not part of your body."
Yang Qingyuan's eyes flashed.
Then he turned to the green little pig and asked in a deep voice:
"Dangkang, what do you think? Do you think he was the Monkey King back then?"
"no."
The cyan pig shook his head without thinking.
"So sure."
"Because he has grown six ears, but the boss has never. I don't know if there are really no two identical leaves in the world. I only know that as long as there is a little difference, it is not the same."
"Then when he is awake, he doesn't have the other two pairs of ears, and I can't see it with my spiritual eyes. Does that mean that when he is awake, he and he are two identical leaves?"
Yang Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and asked the green little pig.
The cyan pig was speechless for a moment.
Then Yang Qingyuan suddenly laughed and said:
"But I also think he doesn't look like the Monkey King before."
The senior brother raised his head suddenly, stared at Yang Qingyuan closely, the light in his eyes was like lightning and thunder, and slowly asked three words.
"Why?"
"The tacit understanding between us was established during the third battle after you were reborn, and the first two battles were real fights."
Yang Qingyuan said in a deep voice:
"In both battles, you chose to escape in the end."
"If it were the former Monkey King, he would never run away even without that stick."
"Like five thousand years ago, he never ran away, especially when facing me."
"Regarding this reunion, I thought you were a little strange at the beginning, but I couldn't find the reason why I felt strange. Now that I've come here, I finally found the reason."
"The Monkey King who refused to retreat, who would rather die than bend, and who was so proud that he wanted to compete with the heavens, is dead!"
Yang Qingyuan's clear voice echoed in the palace.
The cyan piggy's peach blossom eyes revealed a look of great approval, and he nodded frequently, as if he felt that Yang Qingyuan had said what he wanted to say just now but didn't know how to express it.
Even Shu Guan thought what Yang Qingyuan said seemed to make sense.
The senior brother was silent for a while, but he was not angry and his mood remained stable.
He slowly squatted down, stretched out a paw, and slowly caressed the body of the breathless golden-haired monkey on the ground.
The moment he stretched out his claws, the divine eye on Yang Qingyuan's forehead seemed to open slightly.
But after the eldest brother's claws touched the other "self", nothing happened.
So Yang Qingyuan's divine eye closed again.
"What does it feel like?"
Then Yang Qingyuan asked.
"It's like touching your own hair."
The senior brother raised his head, actually smiled, and then said something else.
"But he's fake."
Senior Brother said this with great certainty and confidence.
Yang Qingyuan said oh and looked at his senior brother, waiting for his explanation.
The cyan pig held his breath again.
The eldest brother's claws left "his" body, raised his claws to point at the iron hoop on his head, and said seriously:
"This is a trustworthy treasure given to me by my master. He said that I am the only one in the world who can wear it."
Yang Qingyuan and Cyan Piggy were silent for a long time.
They all know what Xinbao is.
It is a magic weapon that belongs only to the holder. If it is in the hands of anyone else, no one can use the magic weapon's magical power.
This seems to be irrefutable evidence.
The eyes of Yang Qingyuan and Cyan Piggy showed deep doubts again.
They looked at the golden-haired monkey on the ground and then at their senior brother, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
This is indeed an extremely mysterious thing, so mysterious that it is a bit scary, and it is impossible for them to figure it out.
"I can now remember everything from the past. From the moment I was born, I can recall every little thing."
The eldest brother looked at the two of them and continued:
"Including the battle at Nantianmen."
"I remember that I was struck by thousands of thunders, but I didn't die. I waited until all the brothers who were outside the Nantianmen left, and then I left with one step of Tianya's technique."
At this time, senior brother glanced at Yang Qingyuan and said:
"Actually, it's not that I can't run. If I feel that my life is not worth dying, and that my death will only make the enemy happy but has no other meaning, I will still run. It's just that I rarely encountered it before. This is just the situation.”
"Of course, I was also seriously injured that time, especially the injury to the divine soul was very serious. After I left Nantianmen with one step of Tianya Technique, I only had time to find a place where the Divine Monkey Army lived, and then I Fell asleep."
"I must have been sleeping for about a thousand years. Finally, Lu Duanyang came to find me. He asked the Jingcheng Peace Bell to wake me up."
"Of course, I forgot a lot of things during that period, as if my memory had been sealed..."
When he said this, the senior brother suddenly stopped talking and had a strange look on his face, as if he suddenly remembered something that he had forgotten.
"... No, during the thousand years I was sleeping, someone had done something to me... Lu Duanyang was not the first person to find me!"
The senior brother's mood finally became a little fluctuating, his breathing became a little rapid, and his chest heaved violently.
After Yang Qingyuan and Cyan Piggy heard this, they looked at each other and their expressions became more serious.
"I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's a trap!"
The green little pig murmured this sentence.
Yang Qingyuan glanced at it appreciatively and said:
"Dangkang, you are indeed the smartest among the seven demon kings."
Then Yang Qingyuan turned to his senior brother and said:
"...Actually, whether you are the real Monkey King or not is not that important anymore."
He pointed to the golden monkey on the ground.
"The fact now is that there are two identical versions of you, no matter which one is fake, but I want to be able to create an almost identical Monkey King. This kind of shocking method is probably only possible by those ancestral spirits. Done."
"Then there is a very important question here. If you are the real Monkey King, then why did the innate ancestral spirit create a fake Monkey King and place it here?"
"And if you are the fake Monkey King, then why did the innate ancestral spirit create a fake Monkey King and continue to live in the world after the real Monkey King died?"
"Dangkang is right, this is a game."
"Then who is this game targeting? Why should I be used as the game?"
The elder brother asked in confusion.
"The game made by the innate ancestral spirit will naturally only target the innate ancestral spirit. As for why you are used to make the game... I think it has something to do with the innate ancestral spirit who created you!"
Having said this, Yang Qingyuan took a deep look at his senior brother and continued:
"It all depends on whether you are the real Monkey King or the fake Monkey King."
"Whether you are true or false determines whether your master is the one who makes the game, or the one who is played by others!"
The eldest brother's body suddenly trembled.
"And this game should not have really started yet, but we didn't expect that we came in first."
When Yang Qingyuan said this, he also frowned, as if he thought of something that made him feel a little confused.
However, the confusion that suddenly flashed through Yang Qingyuan's mind was interrupted by the senior brother's loud shout.
"I must find out the truth about this matter!"
"It's not just the truth of this matter,"
Yang Qingyuan smiled and said:
"There is also the truth behind the destruction of Heaven. We must also find out."
"This is why I asked you to join forces. I always feel that those ancestral spirits have some unpredictable thoughts about this world. They conceal a lot of things. If we don't want to be kept in the dark by them and become their wanton A chess piece manipulated, then we need to know the truth!”
"And if those truths are unacceptable to us as cultivators of the day after tomorrow, then we have to find ways to control our own destiny."
"I don't want to be a pawn."
"You don't want to come to the Monkey King or Dangkang either!"
At this time, Yang Qingyuan's body slowly rose up with a fearless aura.
At this time, the green little pig asked weakly.
"Can I ask, how did Heavenly Court fall?"
