My Plug-in is Invincible

This was Jin Chanzi's first sentence since the two met.    

Yang Jian looked at Jin Chanzi and laughed coldly, "Tang Monk, you still use Buddhist slogans when you have already reached such a level?"    

Tang Monk knew that Yang Jian was mocking him, but he did not care. He only said: "Hehe, like a Buddha in this poor monk's heart."    

"However, the word 'Buddha' is just the word for 'Buddha'."    

Hearing Tang Monk's words, Yang Jian couldn't help but nod his head and say with a smile, "You're quite interesting."    

"Speak, why did you come to see me today?"    

It turned out that the encounter was not a coincidence, but Tang Monk took the initiative to look for Yang Jian.    

Tang Monk said very directly, "War God, your relationship with Ao Mo should be quite good. You're even his brother-in-law."    

Yang Jian: "..."    

"What do you want to do?"    

Tang Monk said, "Hong Jun, he's already dead."    

Yang Jian was shocked.    

Hong Jun was Taoist Ancestor. How could such a powerful existence... Dead?    

In fact, they had no idea what was happening in the primal chaos outside the Three Realms.    

Even for him, Yang Jian, the reason was very simple: too weak.    

Although he was a war god in the Heavenly Court, what was he worth compared to a saint?    

"You mean Hong Jun was killed by Ao Mo?" Yang Jian asked.    

Tang Monk nodded with a smile and said, "As expected of a warlord. He is indeed very intelligent."    

Yang Jian did not pay attention to his praise.    

No one could describe the shock Yang Jian felt at this moment. It was too hard to believe.    

Ao Mo actually did it!    

Thinking back, what was Ao Mo's cultivation level back then? When she first met him, her brother-in-law was able to suppress him completely.    

But now?    

He couldn't see him at all.    

The distance between the two continued to widen.    

Jin Chanzi looked at Yang Jian and said, "I once wanted to continue to cultivate in this area and finally break free of my constraints."    

"Because I feel that the Buddha in the hearts of the two Saints is different from the Buddha in my heart."    

"In order to achieve this goal, I will do anything."    

"However, at this moment, this poor monk finally understood that what this poor monk had done was so insignificant and insignificant. Compared to that one, this poor monk is truly too lacking."    

"War God, I believe you already have that feeling. This world is too small."    

Yang Jian looked up at the sky and let out a long breath.    

He had to admit that Jin Chanzi was right.    

This world was truly too small.    

In this world, it was impossible for him to become stronger and break through himself.    

Number one wargod in the Heavenly Court?    

Was this what he wanted?    

No.    

What Yang Jian wanted was to be even stronger.    

Therefore, Yang Jian let out a breath and said, "You're right, I need to become stronger."    

Often, one thought was a shackle.    

In the past, Yang Jian's Three Sharps and Two Blades were his shackles, but now, the thought of leaping out of the Three Realms was Yang Jian's shackles.    

The moment Yang Jian released the shackles, his cultivation rose once again!    

Tang Monk was envious of his boundless cultivation.    

However, Yang Jian did not care about it at all.    

He only said, "Let's go, we'll leave the Primal Chaos to find Ao Mo."    

"..."    

When Yang Jian and Jin Chanzi set out on their journey, Ao Mo and Time Taoist still continued with their "battle".    

This battle had been going on for so long that even Ao Mo himself had probably forgotten about it.    

Fortunately, time was relatively still here.    

After countless years, Ao Mo and Time Taoist had returned to their Tao Body form.    

Time Taoist reverted back to the little loli's appearance. At this moment, she was rubbing her stomach with a weird expression on her face.    

"What a magical feeling."