Chapter 1035 – Kunlun Mirror

　　”Ah Jin?!!!”

　　Lin Qiye stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, his entire body standing in place like a statue.

　　Too much like, really too much like …… No, this is no longer a matter of like, this is completely the grown up A Jin ah!

　　At this moment, Lin Qiye’s thoughts seemed to return to Cangnan, the small and crappy but short room that had accompanied him for more than ten years.

　　The early morning sunlight sprinkled down on the floor, and in the aroma of the meal, he pushed open the door and could see his aunt standing in the kitchen doorway with steaming dishes, and Ah Jin sitting at the dining table, bending down to caress the lazily yawning little black lai ……

　　The face of his younger brother, Jin, and the face of this silver-robed man in front of him slowly overlapped in Lin Qiye’s eyes.

　　The only difference was that this silver-robed man’s temperament was even deeper, and his eyes were even more severe than Ah Jin’s, as if he was a long-experienced general, and a casual glance could bring a huge sense of oppression.

　　”Ah Jin?” The silver-robed man frowned slightly when he heard those two words, and

　　”You’ve recognized the wrong person …… I am the True Lord of Qingyuan Myriad Dao, Yang Jian.”

　　Yang Jian?

　　Yang Jin?

　　Lin Qiye was slightly stunned, and in the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted as if he realized something.

　　Back then, in the sky above Cangnan, the silver-robed figure that stepped into the air from the mortal world; the Roaring Sky Dog that abused the Nordic Beast Kraken that resembled Little Black Lai; and the disciple that was laboring under his care as stated by the Jade Tripod True Lord……. Damn it, he should have thought of it long ago!

　　Yang Jian and the Roaring Dog, Jin and Little Black Lai.

　　The word Jian is Jin.

　　From the beginning to the end, his cousin Jin, who had accompanied him for more than ten years, and the black mangy dog he picked up from the side of the road were the Daxia Erlangshen and the Roaring Dogs, who had been gradually revived since their reincarnation.

　　As a matter of fact, as long as Lin Qiye calmed down and thought about the details, it might be possible to guess this truth …… but he didn’t even think about it in this direction, after all, who would have thought that Yang Jian, the legendary Erlangzhenjun, was reincarnated as his cousin?

　　Lin Qiye stared at Yang Jian in front of him in a daze, and he couldn’t control the look of longing in his eyes.

　　He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but failed to say anything, only shaking his head and saying bitterly:

　　”…… I’m sorry, I was the one who recognized the wrong person.”

　　Yang Jian looked at Lin Qiye’s shimmering eyes, and his pair of long sword-like eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

　　Lin Qiye sat down on the seat beside Yang Jian and fell into silence.

　　In the lively and noisy banquet hall, the two of them just sat together in silence, not saying a word, out of place with the surroundings.

　　After an unknown period of time, Yang Jian took the initiative to break the silence.

　　”Are you that monkey’s disciple?”

　　”No.”

　　Lin Qiye said calmly without the slightest hesitation.

　　Upon hearing these two words, Yang Jian’s hand, which was reaching for the cup, suddenly paused in the air.

　　”But Master said that you are.”

　　”I lied to him.”

　　”Then why don’t you lie to me now?”

　　”I felt that I didn’t have to lie to you.” Lin Qiye gazed at the table in front of him, stretched out his finger and tentatively touched the cup placed in front of him, but his fingertip felt like it had touched a piece of nothingness and directly penetrated through.

　　He paused and said calmly, “If I can’t even trust my own brother, then in the world, there’s no one worth my trust.”

　　Yang Jian’s frown tightened, “I’m not your brother, I don’t even know you at all.”

　　”It will be in the future.”

　　Lin Qiye’s mind flashed through a succession of nostalgic images, and a gentle smile spread across the corners of his mouth.

　　”…… Inexplicable.” Yang Jian gazed at Lin Qiye for a long time and moved his gaze away.

　　For some reason, looking into Lin Qiye’s eyes, his calm, watery state of mind unexpectedly rippled.

　　Strange …… himself clearly didn’t recognize him.

　　Yang Jian was silent for a moment and continued to ask, “Since you are not that monkey’s disciple, why did you pretend to be this identity and blend into the Peach Festival? Why did you appear here?”

　　”Why I appeared here, I don’t know.” Lin Qiye paused and looked at his hands with a complicated expression:

　　”I’m obviously here, yet I’m not here …… I’m like a bystander who has mistakenly entered this place and can’t change anything, perhaps the only significance of my existence is to witness this history that once existed.”

　　Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed slightly after hearing these words, and he was about to say something, but he suddenly froze in place.

　　”Witness ……,” he muttered.

　　As if he thought of something, he suddenly raised his own right hand and grabbed at Lin Qiye beside him.

　　His fingertips passed through Lin Qiye’s body as if it were nothing, and dots of shimmering light shattered apart at the junction of the two, disappearing without a trace as if they had touched a forbidden shadow.

　　Yang Jian’s eyes contracted slightly.

　　”Kunlun Mirror?” He opened his mouth in surprise, quickly turning his head, those eyes staring at the very center of Yao Chi, the ancient bronze mirror hanging above the head of Queen Mother West.

　　”So that’s how it is ……”

　　”What’s wrong?”

　　Yang Jian turned his head and gave Lin Qiye a complicated look, “It seems that you really don’t belong to this time ……”

　　Lin Qiye’s heart jumped slightly when he heard this, “You found out?”

　　”Even though I’m sitting beside you, I can’t touch you, which means that we’re not really face-to-face.” Yang Jian stretched out his hand and pointed between Lin Qiye and him, “We have been separated by endless years and time.”

　　Seeing Yang Jian tell the truth in one sentence, Lin Qiye became even more curious.

　　”But how exactly did this happen?”

　　”It’s the Kunlun Mirror.” Yang Jian pointed to the ancient bronze mirror hanging high in the distance and said, “The Kunlun Mirror itself is a magic treasure that possesses the power of time, and it’s the one that replicated all of our appearance, magic power, and even our way of thinking, and it took the initiative to intercept this historical silhouette and present it in front of your eyes through endless time… …”

　　”Kunlun Mirror?” Lin Qiye raised his head and looked towards the Kunlun Mirror as shock surfaced in his eyes.

　　So, all of these time silhouettes were from that divine artifact?

　　But why?

　　Why did it purposely record this time and reenact it in the Kunlun Void?

　　”It can even record your way of thinking?” Lin Qiye looked around, “No wonder you guys can react differently to my appearance even though you’re just silhouettes ……”

　　”This is the power of the Kunlun Mirror.” Yang Jian slowly spoke, “Under its light, everything in the world has nothing to hide, and even if the inner thoughts are hidden even more secretly, they will be insighted by it, and then gradually deduced and simulated, so that the vast majority of the existence can be completely reproduced ……

　　Of course, there are exceptions.”

　　Yang Jian raised his head and glanced at the three vacant seats above Xi Wangmu’s seat, which towered over the top of Yao Chi.

　　”There are some supreme existences that not even the Kunlun Mirror can record ……”