Chapter 132: The Heart of Compassion

"Amitabha, good, good, immovable Ming Emperor's seal!"

Just as Qin Feng and the others were about to fight to the death, an old monk in a tattered robe suddenly appeared in the void, and a golden Buddha palm print in his hand pushed Qin Feng and the others out of dozens of zhang!

"Who's coming?"

Zhuo Buqun's face changed greatly, the sword qi in his body was suppressed, and he returned to the dantian, and even his spiritual power was imprisoned and landed on the mountain peak!

Qin Feng was also very shocked, he took a few steps back, clenched the crazy knife with one hand, and cautiously stared at the old monk in front of him!

"Amitabha, the poor monk is enlightened!" the old monk grinned.

Being able to easily break Qin Feng's attack, except for the old monster in the Nirvana realm, I'm afraid there is no one else, even if it is a powerhouse at the peak of transformation, under the attack of the two, not to mention blocking, it is very difficult to even protect himself!

And this kind-hearted old monk was able to separate the two with one palm, and his strength was absolutely terrifying!

"Compassion!"

Unlike Zhuo Buqun, while Qin Feng was shocked by the old man's strength, his heart was also pounding, and the call from the depths of his soul was like a broken flood, roaring wildly.

This old monk's heart turned out to be one of the seven hearts that Qin Feng had been looking for, the heart of the compassionate Buddha!

"Seniors are here, what's the matter!" Qin Feng bowed slightly, folded his hands, and made a Buddha salute to Enlightenment, his eyes surging with cold light!

The heart of enlightenment is different from Zhao Lin'er's heart of killing, this heart of compassion is an incomparably mature heart, a heart that can be transplanted. Replace the heart though. Must get permission from the owner!

No one can give their hearts to others. Because it was his life, Qin Feng secretly swore that no matter what happened and what it cost for, this compassionate heart, he Qin Feng would decide!

"The poor monk came here for the thousands of demon beasts in this valley. As well as the people of the world, persuade the two not to kill people easily!"

"For the common people in the world, what the master said, I'm afraid it's a bit exaggerated!" Zhuo Buqun slowly put away the long sword in his hand and laughed coldly.

The battle between Zhuo Buqun and Qin Feng was said to be related to this mountain beast, and he still believed it, but it could be related to the common people in the world. I'm afraid it's a bit of an exaggeration!

"Hehe, Lord Zhuo. This wind donor, I'm afraid it's not as simple as you imagined!" Enlightenment stared at Qin Feng with a smile, as if he could see through people's hearts!

"Oh?" Zhuo Buqun frowned, his heart was very puzzled, and he turned his gaze to Qin Feng, and then to enlightenment!

Could it be that there are other hidden secrets in the middle that he doesn't know?

"You know me!" Qin Feng frowned slightly, in his impression, there was no intersection with such a character, and the rest!

"Wind donor, do you remember the pot of tea that you once asked the apprentice!"

Feeling the old man's gaze, Qin Feng shuddered, always feeling that this old man didn't want to be a monk, but seemed to be a person with some special fetishes!

"A pot of tea!!, that shopkeeper is your apprentice!" Qin Feng raised his head suddenly, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes, thinking of the shopkeeper of the Fengchen Inn.

At that time, Qin Feng was still very confused, who was able to make such a precise teapot, as well as the strange pace of the shopkeeper, but now when he saw Enlightenment, he instantly understood!

However, Qin Feng originally thought that the other party was a skilled craftsman who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, but he never thought that he was actually a high-ranking monk of Buddhism!

"No matter what, the old monk get out of the way, otherwise he will die!" Zhuo Buqun's expression kept changing, and the sword in his hand was raised again!

The air instantly froze, and the murderous aura was dripping!

"Lord Zhuo's murderous intent is too heavy, why do you have to insist on killing the wind donor!" Feeling the fierce killing intent, Wudao's face remained unchanged, and he was still smiling!

"It has nothing to do with you!" Zhuo Buqun's eyes were cold, and he slowly took a step, holding the Qingying Sword in his hand, and Qin Feng forced him.

"But for a woman, named Miao Qiao!" Wudao suddenly smiled.

"Who are you!" Zhuo Buqun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he faintly had a tendency to go berserk.

Not only Zhuo Buqun, but even Qin Feng frowned, this enlightened old monk seems to know a little too much.

"Two donors, the sky will change, don't go to the humble house to get together, and make everything clear!"

"Impossible!" Zhuo Buqun said without hesitation.

Qin Feng also shook his head slowly, at this moment, the plan cannot be terminated because of this, otherwise the previous efforts will be wasted!

"Feng Shi, Zhuo Shizhu has been forced to the precipice by you, and if you go further, it will be a catastrophe, is your original intention really so?"

"Naturally not!" Qin Feng shook his head slightly.

"Master Zhuo, if your junior sister hadn't died, would you still insist on killing?" Wudao turned around again, stared at Zhuo Buqun and smiled.

"What are you talking about!" Hearing this, Zhuo Buqun's face changed greatly, his body trembled, and he suddenly appeared beside Wudao, grabbing the other party's arm excitedly, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Wind donor, I didn't kill your junior sister, she is still alive!"

"Enlightenment, don't you think that you are too lenient!" Qin Feng frowned, how could he not hide anything from this old monk.

"Blood Rose, where is my junior sister!" From Qin Feng's demeanor, Zhuo Buqun finally affirmed that junior sister Miao Qiao was indeed not dead!

Before that, outside Luoyang City, who was the person Zhuo Buqun saw!

"Wind donor, this matter is not right for the old man, but for the sake of the common people, even if the old man owes the donor a favor, he will be rewarded another day!"

Qin Feng didn't frown slightly, hurriedly dodged, avoiding the other party's bow, speaking of which, the other party was not at fault!

"Return, okay, I need something on you!" Qin Feng said coldly.

"Whatever!"

"Heart, a compassionate heart!" Qin Feng's gaze was grim, and he looked directly into the pupils of enlightenment.

"No problem, if the old man's heart can let the donor convert to Buddhism, it is also a blessing in the world!" To Qin Feng's surprise, the enlightened old monk agreed without hesitation.

"Old man, you can hear clearly, I want a heart in your chest, a real heart!" Qin Feng frowned, staring coldly at the old monk.

"The wind donor is too worried, the monks don't speak, what they say is the heart in the chest!" said Wudao said with a faint smile.

"I'll rub, old monk, are you sick, you can be so stupid that you can even give up your life at will!" Zhuo Buqun beside him couldn't stand it, and he couldn't wait to throw the old monk's head away to see if it was a straw bag.

"No, it's not stupidity, it's compassion, Lord Zhuo will understand later!"

Zhuo Buqun pursed his lips disdainfully, slowly closed his eyes, and no longer paid attention to the nonsense of enlightenment, in his opinion, this old monk was simply crazy.

At this moment, Qin Feng hesitated, staring at the enlightened Dao with a compassionate face, his heart was like a mess, if he got the heart of enlightenment, would he also become such a compassionate and somewhat crazy monk.

"Let's move to the ancient temple, let's take our time!" the old monk walked slowly and disappeared into the void.

Qin Feng frowned, shook his head and sighed, his compassion was bound to be obtained, and he followed.

Zhuo Buqun's face was expectant, and he also slowly stepped forward and disappeared into the darkness.

,,,,,,, (To be continued.) )