My Plug-in is Invincible - Chapter 829

“Amitabha.”

This was Jin Chanzi’s first sentence after the two met.

Yang Jian looked at Jin Chanzi, and suddenly smiled coldly: “Tang Monk, you have already reached this point, do you still use the Buddhist slogan?”

Tang Seng knew that Yang Jian was mocking himself, but he didn’t pay any attention to it. He just said, “Hehe, the Buddha is in the heart of the poor monk.”

“It’s just that the poor monk’s Buddha is simply the word’Buddha’.”

After hearing Tang Seng’s words, Yang Jian couldn’t help but nodded, then smiled and said, “You are interesting.”

“Let’s talk about it, what do you call me today?”

It turned out that the encounter was not accidental, but Tang Seng took the initiative to find Yang Jian.

Tang Seng said directly: “God of War, your relationship with Ao Mo should be good, you are still his brother-in-law.”

Yang Jian:……

“what do you want to do?”

Tang Sengyou said, “Hongjun is dead.”

Yang Jian was shocked.

Hongjun is a Dao ancestor, such a powerful existence…dead?

In fact, outside of the Three Realms, they didn’t know what happened in the chaos.

Even his Yang Jian is the same, the reason is very simple: too weak.

Although he is the God of Heaven, what is he to compare with the saint?

Yang Jian asked: “You mean that Hongjun was killed by Ao Mo?”

Tang Seng smiled and nodded, and said, “As expected, he is the God of War, he is truly incomparable.”

Yang Jian didn’t pay attention to the compliment of this fellow at all.

No one can describe the shock in Yang Jian’s heart at this time, it is incredible.

Ao Mo, actually did it!

Looking back, how much Ao Mo’s cultivation was at that time? When I first saw him, my elder brother could suppress him to death.

But now?

I can’t see him at all.

The distance between the two has been constantly being opened.

Jin Chanzi looked at Yang Jian, and then said: “The poor monk once wanted to continue to practice in this world, and finally broke free of a path.”

“Because the poor monk felt that the Buddha in the hearts of the two saints was different from the poor monk’s hearts.”

“In order to achieve this goal, the poor monk is desperate and unscrupulous.”

“However, it was at this time that the poor monk realized that what the poor monk did was so humble and insignificant. Compared with that one, the poor monk is so different.”

“God of War, I believe that by this time you already have that feeling: this world is really too small.”

Yang Jian raised his head and looked at the sky, then slowly exhaled.

He had to admit that what Jin Chanzi said was correct.

This world is indeed too small.

He wants to become stronger and to break through himself, which is impossible in this world.

The first **** of war in heaven?

Is this what he wants?

It’s not.

What Yang Jian wants, he has always been stronger.

Therefore, Yang Jian exhaled and said, “You are right, I need to become stronger.”

Many times, a thought is a chain.

In the past, Yang Jian’s three-pointed two-edged sword was his shackles, but now, the idea of ​​jumping out of the Three Realms is Yang Jian’s shackles.

The moment Yang Jian let go of this shackle, his cultivation level once again improved!

The majestic cultivation base made Tang Seng feel envy when he looked at it.

But Yang Jian did not take it seriously.

He just said: “Go, let’s leave the chaos to find Aomo.”

…

When Yang Jian and Jin Chanzi set out, Ao Mo and Shichen Taoist continued that special “battle”.

This battle lasted for so many years, I am afraid that even Ao Mo himself had forgotten.

Fortunately, the time here is relatively static.

After countless years, Ao Mo and Shichen Taoist both recovered their Taoist form.

Daoist Shichen regained the appearance of little Lolita. She was touching her stomach at this time, her face was full of weird colors.

“Really, a magical feeling.”

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