Since his cultivation, Zhang Xiaofeng hated being imprisoned by others the most. Because under the restrictions, he could not move at all, and everything was at the mercy of others. He had been looking for countermeasures in the past, but in the face of strength, it seemed that everything was in vain and there was no chance to escape at all.

"Haha! You kid dare to be stubborn. Now let me take you to see the King of Hell and reflect on it!" The monkey-faced man obviously knew that he could not let Zhang Xiaofeng go. After all, the other party's golden cauldron was really magical. Once the other party uses magic weapons to fight against him, how could he succeed? Maybe he would be injured by the other party's magic weapons.

But there is nothing to do about this. The Monkey Face Man never expected that a boy with so much strength than him could control such a powerful magic weapon. Now that he killed the boy in front of him, the magic weapon would be reduced to his own possession. Once he equipped the golden cauldron, his strength would be increased to another level.

"Depend on!"

When Zhang Xiaofeng heard this, he felt really frustrated. He had just come to the Bird Buddha Realm and encountered such a slutty monkey. Now let alone save the flower demon, he probably would have to take his life.

But Zhang Xiaofeng felt that this Buddha realm would definitely not let him die so easily. After all, he was invited by Ksitigarbha King when he came to the Buddha realm, and the Buddha realm must still have his own calculations, so how can he die here in vain?

This is also the fundamental reason why Zhang Xiaofeng dared to take action to deal with the idiots of the ephemeral matters.

"Wukong, stop!"

Just when the monkey-faced man held up a golden stick and was about to give Zhang Xiaofeng a stick, a scolding came from afar.

When Zhang Xiaofeng heard this, he felt relieved. It seemed that his guess was indeed correct. Someone in this Buddhist world would eventually take action to save him.

When the monkey-faced man heard the sound, his whole body trembled. He turned his head and looked at the source of the sound, and he felt very unhappy.

When Zhang Xiaofeng looked at the source of his voice, he saw two golden lights coming from afar. When the beam approached, the two bald monks landed between the monkey-faced man and Zhang Xiaofeng.

"What are you doing?" The monkey-faced man obviously seemed a little unhappy, so he said very dissatisfied.

"Amitabha, I said Wukong, you are the holy Buddha in the Buddha world, why are you so reckless in doing things? And monks should be compassionate, but now you are going to break the precept of killing. You know that fighting and killing is wrong..." The one standing on the left was a monk wearing a gorgeous cassock, and he said amiable.

This person is named Jin Chanzi, and he is the master of the Battle Saint Buddha. He has a good appearance, wide eyebrows and big eyes, and a very smooth complexion, just like a baby's skin. His ears are extremely large, and his earlobes are almost close to his shoulders.

However, as soon as Jin Chanzi opened her mouth, it seemed like flowing water was endless. And there were piles of principles and could not be finished. Originally, Zhang Xiaofeng thought that the monk's Buddhist teachings were profound and the principles explained were extremely realistic. However, seeing that the other party had endless words from the beginning, the impression was suddenly greatly reduced, especially at this moment, when the other party was still talking, Zhang Xiaofeng felt that the other party was a little long-winded.

"Stop! Master, can't you understand?" The monkey-faced man covered his ears with both hands, and shouted when he was extremely impatient.

After saying that, the monkey-faced man glanced at the Jiulong Ding, then looked at Zhang Xiaofeng again, and then disappeared.

"Amitabha! Alas, I am really ignorant of this disciple!" The monkey-faced man called him the master, which was the monk who had been talking about before, said helplessly when he saw the monkey-faced man leaving.

"Jin Chanzi, don't blame yourself so much. The fighting holy Buddha has always been this kind of personality, so let him go!" The monk standing beside Jin Chanzi comforted.

"Weaver, have you seen it before? Wukong's eyes were full of murderous aura. That was a crime of my Buddha's killing. If he came later, it would probably cause serious consequences..." Jin Chanzi analyzed again, and the reasons were endless.

Zhang Xiaofeng was stunned when he listened to the two monks talking at this moment. What Wukong? Jinchanzi Zhang Xiaofeng didn't care. What he cared about was that Jinchanzi had called the monk beside him as Veteran, so Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't help but look at Wei Tuo.

Wei Tuo was as tall as Jin Chanzi, but his face was obviously thinner than Jin Chanzi. He did not have the noble face of Jin Chanzi, but he was not less handsome, and his facial features were even more carved, and he was very delicately equipped on the melon-shaped face.

While looking at Veteran, Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't help but turn his head and look behind him. Seeing the Epiphyllum not far behind him, he seemed to be looking at Veteranum at this moment. However, the Epiphyllum's eyes were obviously a little confused, to be precise, he should be a little confused.

In Zhang Xiaofeng's opinion, if the two were lovers in the past, there was no reason to recognize each other. Now Epiphyllum obviously recognized Wei Tuo, but Vevadha beside Jin Chanzi, it seems that she could not recognize Xituo at all. Why is this? Could it be that Vevadha is not Viagra?

The monkey-faced man has now gone far away, so Jin Chanzi and Wavet turned to Zhang Xiaofeng and left.

"This donor, are you okay?" Jin Chanzi asked Zhang Xiaofeng.

"Haha! It's okay! Fortunately, you are waiting for you, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. But the monkey before... called you the master, so...? And, how can you ask the names of the two Buddhas?" Zhang Xiaofeng waved his hand and asked with a smile.

"Amitabha! I dare not accept the title of Buddha. I am Jin Chanzi, just a Buddha. This is Veteran, a deacon in the Buddha's realm. The one who left before was my disciple, named Wukong. In the past, I helped me obtain the true scriptures and benefit all living beings. Now my disciple is named the Battle Holy Buddha by the Buddha..." Jin Chanzi carefully answered Zhang Xiaofeng's question. However, this opening seemed to be endless.

"Uh..." Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofeng quickly turned to look at Veferdha and asked, "Are you Weiwu?"

"Amitabha, it's exactly what you are going to do!" Veteran Werefa clasped his hands together, and the Buddha's ritual responded to Zhang Xiaofengdao.

"Haha! Since you are Wei Tuo, do you know the situation here now?" Zhang Xiaofeng glanced at the Panicia, then looked at Wei Tuo again.

"A disciple has reported it, but I am very puzzled. Wei Tuo has never seen any woman with a flash of cereus. Moreover, I am a Buddhist, so how can I talk about beauty? How can I slander my innocence so much? Therefore, I am here for this matter." Wei Tuo responded seriously to Zhang Xiaofeng.

"Well! I can also prove that Veteran did not do anything to break the precepts. In the past, he practiced quietly and comprehended the Dharma. This is also known to all monks." Jin Chanzi came forward to prove.

"this……?"

Zhang Xiaofeng was a little puzzled when he heard this. No matter how infatuated the woman in the Epiphyllum was, she would never be so stupid as to come to the Buddhist world to cause trouble. Moreover, every sentence implies true feelings and there is no reason to lie. After all, if you make a statement and slander the reputation of the Buddhist world and cause trouble unreasonably, the consequences will be extremely serious. However, both sides seem to make sense now, so what is going on? Could it be that the Epiphyllum was the wrong person?

"Wei Tuo, don't you recognize me anymore? I am the flower god..." The Epiphyllum that was not far away seemed to be silent anymore. It moved in excitement and fell in front of Wei Tuo. Because of surprise, tears blurred their eyes at this moment.

"Amitabha! Female donor, I think you have recognized the wrong person. It is indeed Wei Tuo, but it is definitely not the Wei Tuo you are looking for." Wei Tuo saw the excitement of the Epiphyllum, and quickly took a step back to avoid the other party.

"Wei Tuo, why don't you know me anymore? Did you really forget me?" Pinghua felt wronged when he heard this, and even felt desperate.

"Miss Epiphyllum, don't be excited for now. If you have something to say, maybe it's a real misunderstanding." Zhang Xiaofeng was very excited at this moment and said, "I said I was so excited.

"How could this be a misunderstanding? Please wait and listen to me..." Cereus gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, looked at Wei Tuo with some resentment, and slowly said.

A long time ago, there was a flower god who was beautiful and weak, with small white flowers blooming all year round, with a faint and long fragrance. A young man who pampers with flowers carefully took care of the flower god every day, fertilizing, catching insects, and watering them. The two of them fell in love over time and gradually fell in love. The Buddha learned about this, and the Buddha was very angry and wanted to break up the two.

Later, the young man was sent to Putuo Island to study Buddhism and named him Wei Tuo, which means that he wanted to forget the past. The flower god was also demoted to the Epiphyllum that could only bloom once a year.

Years have passed, and Wei Tuo forgot the Flower God as her name has been, and she has gradually achieved success. However, the Flower God can never forget the young man who once took care of her. She knew that in late spring every year, Wei Tuo always went out to sea to collect morning dew and tea for the Buddha. So the Epiphyllum chose to bloom at that time. She put the energy that had gathered for a whole year in that moment. She just hoped that Wei Tuo could look back at her and remember her.

But millions of years have passed, Wei Tuo went down the mountain year by year to collect morning dew, and the celestial cereus bloomed silently year by year, but Wei Tuo never remembered her. He didn't know how long it would take to bloom before he could get back to Wei Tuo's look back and remember himself. However, he didn't know that it was just for Wei Tuo.

Listening to the past that Epiphyllum tells with tears in her eyes, Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic. Shun'er also looked at Veteran. If this was really the case in the past, then Veteranum must have been sealed by the Buddha, so he forgot the past flower god, the current Epiphyllum.

Like sealing memory, Zhang Xiaofeng obviously felt it deeply. For example, when he practiced the Nine Dragons Arts, a memory seal appeared. Moreover, the memories of his previous life were also blocked. However, his sealing memory was obviously purposeful, just to be able to better practice the Nine Dragons Arts without being affected by his mind.

But the Buddha sealed the memory of Veteran Buddha, and the purpose was to hope that Veteran could practice with peace of mind? But what is the relationship between Veteran Buddha and Buddha? After all, if there is nothing to do with it, why did the Buddha break them up? No matter what, as a Buddha master in the Buddha realm, it is impossible to care about such trivial matters for no reason, right?
Chapter completed!