Chapter 260 The Buddha's Light Relics with a Huge Cultivation Arrives

Li Cong, who was neatly dressed, suddenly thought. Ren Bingxue and Xuanyuan Yanshe were still cleaning up the filth on the bed, while others were already in the garden outside the house.

Looking at the various flowers blooming in the surrounding mist, Li Congxin felt refreshed and secretly praised the little mascot Chu Feige for taking good care of the flowers and plants in the yard. He took a comfortable breath of fresh air full of spiritual energy, and then used his spiritual thoughts to control the power of the mountains, rivers and country map covering the land of hundreds of thousands of floating flowers, stretched out a hand, and gently pulled the sky.

Buzz!

Tens of thousands of miles away, in a world filled with flying flowers, Wang Hansheng, who was trapped by dragons and in a desperate situation, disappeared directly.

next moment.

A majestic old war god with bright hair and a gray beard, even posing as a machete, appeared among the flowers on Yiran Peak.

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, Wang Hansheng looked surprised and was stunned for just two seconds.

He was able to cut and move a space with one thought, and transferred him from tens of thousands of miles away with another thought. This little master he met for the first time had such powerful magical powers.

Worthy of being the heir to his Temple of War!

Immediately, holding a long sword in one hand, he knelt down on one knee and bowed solemnly: "Old God of War Wang Hansheng, please see my young master."

With a fluttering white beard, his voice was as deafening as the sound of thousands of bells ringing in unison, as sonorous and powerful as cracking rocks through clouds, and as powerful as a rainbow of thousands of horses leaping forward.

The air wave brought by the voice made Li Congxin's robe flutter and drum.

Standing in front of this person is like standing on a bloody battlefield.

Li Congxin almost couldn't hold back his momentum and took a step back.

He also praised in his heart: What a domineering old god of war! The appearance and temperament of the people in this Temple of War are truly outstanding and overwhelming.

His mother, grandfather, uncle, aunt, what kind of fairy family are they that can create such a power.

Name: Wang Hansheng.

Power: Temple of War.

Identity: God of War, one of the four peak war gods, the leader of the Divine Thunder Hall, Lei Bao, one of the 200,000 war gods.

Cultivation: Immortal King.

…

Li Congxin scanned it with the Eye of Truth and confirmed that this person's identity was true. He belonged to the same lineage as Han Dong who greeted him at the Heavenly Gate when he ascended to the upper world. Both of them were subordinates of his grandfather in the Divine Thunder Hall of the God of War.

Facing Wang Hansheng's power, Li Congxin took a step forward, held his arms with both hands and helped him up: "There is no need to be polite, old God of War."

Wang Hansheng patted the dirt on his knees, he was also very heroic and open-minded.

Immediately, he looked at Li Congxin politely up and down.

After a moment, he gave a thumbs up: "The young master's handsomeness is truly rare in the world. He has indeed inherited the divine beauty of the Snow Goddess, and the charm of the Snow Goddess is also reflected between his eyebrows."

"The only difference is that the young master has a sense of closeness and gentleness. But the Snow Goddess has a very cold temperament, like the God of the Nine Heavens, who is aloof, not myopic, and awe-inspiring."

He gently stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I must have inherited your father's temperament. Your father must be a gentle, kind, elegant and handsome young man, right?"

I thought it must be so.

Otherwise, how could a man from the lower world be worthy of the peerless Snow Goddess, and how could he give birth to a son with such extraordinary temperament and appearance.

Li Congxin smiled sarcastically.

It's really hard to talk about.

"Hahaha."

Amidst the laughter, a bloody wind swept over.

Li Tianba, with a violent aura surging all over his body, had a fierce light in his one eye, and bared his teeth in a ferocious smile: "The old God of War is too praised."

Wang Hansheng looked shocked.

Damn it!

She screamed in her heart and said in shock: "Could it be that you are the husband of the Snow Goddess?"

"It's me!"

Li Tianba slapped his chest.

He stood next to Li Congxin, holding Li Congxin's shoulders like two brothers, and raised his head and said proudly, "What the old God of War said is absolutely true. My son is so good, at least half of him has inherited my excellent blood and foundation."

"Including!"

With a loud voice: "Big!"

Li Congxin: "..."

I was speechless, I could only say humbly against my conscience: "Compared with dad, I'm still much worse."

Li Tianba: "Hahaha."

Wang Hansheng: "..."

Thunder was rolling in my heart, and my beard was trembling.

Gentle and kind, elegant, personable... He was overthinking it, and the evil spirit in front of him had nothing to do with these words!

Snow Goddess, did she temporarily lose her mind due to the impact of dark power during the war? When I was in a state of confusion, I was met by this guy, and then he took advantage of him?

That must be it!

He was only half right.

When the two met, Xue Tianyao was indeed in a hazy state and her mind was confused.

But the one who was tricked was Li Tianba...

Wang Hansheng quickly put back his random thoughts.

There is no evidence, so don’t make random guesses!

He bowed and said, "I'm here to see the Grand Prime Minister."

Now he finally understands that logically speaking, son-in-law and grandson are the same relatives, and there should be no distinction between high and low. But no wonder the hall masters only prepared a meeting gift for Li Congxin and not for Li Tianba.

Li Tianba, the son-in-law, was disliked by his father-in-law's uncle and sister-in-law.

But think about it, if it were him, he would love him like a darling if he had such a grandson.

But having such a son-in-law...

Hi! Let alone someone from my mother's family, my mother's dog is disgusted.

You know, the people in the War Temple are very good at appearance and temperament. Everyone in the War Temple is talented and beautiful!

This eldest grandson will definitely be regarded as the beauty ceiling of the Temple of War in the future.

And this eldest son-in-law will definitely be a good-looking floor tile in the Temple of War in the future.

Ceiling and floor tiles are definitely different in terms of popularity and treatment.

Back to business: "Young Master, I am here under the orders of the hall master, your grandfather, to give you a meeting gift."

After that, he extended a hand.

In his hand is a small wooden box, with a bead placed on top of the brocade cloth in the box.

It's not some magical elixir, nor is it some magical weapon. It is like a Buddhist bead made of sandalwood, with a simple color and an ordinary appearance.

Emitting a faint shimmer.

Looking at the bead, Li Congxin was shocked.

What a huge cultivation base!

Grandpa’s love is so heavy!

I was also overjoyed, it was here, what I needed right now, there was no need to fight or snatch it, it was just delivered to me so effortlessly.

Now, his Taigan Immortal Palace has everything in place, but everyone is lacking their own cultivation.

The beads in the box would not be recognized by ordinary practitioners of the Immortal and Demonic Ways, because they belong to Buddhism. But Li Congxin, who had read hundreds of millions of books in the Tiandao Library Tower, knew what it was just by looking at it.

"In Buddhism, there is a time-honored method of cultivation and inheritance. When a real eminent monk is incarnation, after the soul flies away and the body is destroyed, a dust bead will appear on the place where he is incarnation. The dust bead contains the spirit of the eminent monk. The part in front of the body is cultivated, and this dust bead is called the 'Buddha's Light Relic'."

"Young Master, this is a Buddha's light relic."

Thinking that Li Congxin didn't know this thing, Wang Hansheng introduced it first.

Another Feng Qingyun smiled calmly and said: "This thing is that our hall master went to the Buddhist world of a certain plane in the universe and discussed Buddhism with a great Buddha for a long time. Finally, the great Buddha figured it out. I realized it, realized it deeply, and then voluntarily passed away on the spot, leaving behind this Buddha’s light relic.”

"Grandpa Buddhism is so powerful!"

Li Congxin smiled like a spring breeze.

Regarding Buddhism, a great Buddha became enlightened, but he believed in a ghost. Obviously, his grandfather should be a Buddha who talks with people with his fists. Otherwise, how could a god of war and a martial artist teach the profound Buddha to enlightenment and commit suicide "willingly"?

Be grateful in your heart, see through but don’t tell.

He took the wooden box containing the Buddha's light relic and said sincerely: "Grandpa's kindness, my grandson will accept it now. Please also ask the old God of War to come back and let me say hello to grandpa."

"no problem."

Wang Hansheng waved his hand heroically.

He laughed again: "There is still a big battle waiting for me. Since the gift has been delivered to the young master, I will not delay any more."

After that, he cupped his fists and saluted Li Congxin and Li Tianba: "See you soon!"

Then……

He stood with his sword upright and his head held high.

Li Congxin understood what he meant.

His Taiqian Immortal Palace has now truly reached the point where gods, ghosts, and immortals are prohibited from walking. But it is not something that can be said to come and go. Wang Hansheng wants to leave, but he can't get out. He is waiting for Li Congxin to send him off. he.

So he smiled slightly: "Old God of War, see you later."

His spiritual thoughts mobilized the power of the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Diagram, and with a flick of his sleeves, Wang Hansheng disappeared in front of him. The next moment, the old God of War, who kept his head high and his chest high, was already standing outside the realm of flowers flying hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Here, Li Congxin, with a warm smile on his face, looked at the wooden box in his hand, stretched out one hand to pick up the Buddha's light relic in the box.

As he probed with his spiritual sense, boom——!