"Senior brother, why are you peeking at martial arts novels again, Master has said that learning martial arts is just to strengthen the body, not to fight with others, not to bully the weak, not to ...... Cannot. ”

The young monk hated that iron could not be made of steel and snatched a book from the little monk's hand, and he glared angrily.

The little monk rubbed his shiny bald head, and he was not unhappy when the books were taken away, but just smiled and said, "Senior brother, you are too verbose, you are worthy of being the true disciple of the master, even the mantra is exactly the same, junior brother, I know that I am wrong, please give me back the novel, senior brother~!"

"Go, go, there are distinguished guests in the temple today, the master is looking for you, how is the Arhat boxing practice, don't always play blindly in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, miss the precious years, don't come over quickly!"

The adult monk was speechless, and said helplessly to the little monk in front of him.

The two talked and laughed all the way, but they didn't realize that there was another person in the dark, who was watching them leave with scrutinizing eyes.

"Amitabha! Abbot of Oolong, Zen Master Yongde, the disciple has brought Huixin to it!"

The adult monk took the young monk into the Daxiong Treasure Hall and chanted the Buddha's trumpet.

"Well done, the old man knows, Hui Cong, you go back to the meditation room, the old man has something to say to Hui Xin!"

A middle-aged monk in a robe was looking at HC angrily, while sitting on the futon was a strange old monk.

HC smiled at the two of them, then tapped the little monk behind him, and left the Daxiong Treasure Hall after making a look.

"Come on, Huixin, this is Yongde Zen Master from Shaolin Temple, haven't you always been interested in Shaolin martial arts, but today there is a chance!"

Huixin was about eight or nine years old, staring at the old monk with big eyes and unblinking, and asked with some curiosity, "Master, Master, do you want to test the apprentice to memorize various Buddhist scriptures, or do you want to test the apprentice's martial arts?"

The middle-aged monk unexpectedly showed a smile and said, "Huixin, don't be nervous, Yongde Zen Master is your uncle's ancestor, on the occasion of the creation of this oolong courtyard, he has also traveled two or three times, this time he happened to pass by this temple, but he was just asked to see if you are related to the Buddha, don't delay you in vain." ”

Hui Xin rolled his smart eyes, and said secretly in his heart, "Hmph, I also said that it is not a test, if it weren't for my talent, otherwise ......"

"Then, Master, you can test it!"

Abbot Oolong and Zen Master Yongde glanced at each other and nodded to each other.

Zen Master Yongde opened his mouth and said, "Huixin, stretch out your hand and let the old man test it, listen to your master, you once memorized all the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion backwards, but is it true?"

"Of course that's true, the master returned the little monk, but I'm still interested in martial arts!"

Zen Master Yongde smiled, let go of the hand that grabbed Huixin and said, "Oolong, Huixin is a good seedling and dedicated to the Buddha, Lao Qu, who is the master and uncle, can't help but give a gift, this is a simplified version of the Shaolin Temple's internal strength, but unfortunately it is now the era of science and technology, and the aura is decreasing, I'm afraid there is no way to let you have much achievement!"

Huixin's eyes lit up, but she still held back her greed and turned her head to look at Oolong.

"Take it, I wanted to take you to Songshan Shaolin Temple to report in a few days, but I didn't expect Uncle Shi to come so quickly, take it!" Oolong frowned at first, and then sighed.

Huixin happily took over the internal strength, the cover has been blurred and illegible, and only four big characters can be found on the title page, the basic internal strength.

After reading so many Jin Yong's martial arts novels, Huixin has long been very interested in those martial artists who come and go, and it is a good year, how can he be happy.

Oolong Courtyard is in a deep mountain in Guangxi, often isolated from the world, Hui Cong is the son of a villager near the mountain, seven years ago Oolong took Hui Cong to collect medicinal herbs in the mountains and forests, and met Hui Xin in infancy.

Oolong drove away the beast, and returned to the Oolong Courtyard with him, who was just a toddler, and gave him the name Huixin to teach reading, literacy, and understanding of Buddhist scriptures, as well as the principles of life and some basic routines.

Huixin has a deep understanding of martial arts, and every set of routines is played in a good way, but there is no internal force as a foundation, but he has been taught internal boxing and has entered the realm of dark energy.

"In a blink of an eye, you are already ten years old, tomorrow you will go to the bottom of the mountain with Lao Qu to make fate, and Zen Master Yongde and your senior brother Hui Cong will guard in the temple, go down and prepare!"

Hui Xin has obtained the basic internal strength, naturally full of joy, and is indeed a martial arts seedling, five or six years old has reached the realm of inner boxing, but he is too little to compete with others.

"It's Master, Uncle Ancestor, disciple retires!"

......

Back in the meditation room, no one around did not find HC, Hui Xin simply opened the book cover, first read the internal strength of the heart from beginning to end, and remembered it in his heart.

"So that's the case, I didn't think that there was really an internal strength method, I thought it was the master who framed me. ”

Huixin crossed his knees on the futon, trying to scatter all kinds of thoughts in his heart, closing his eyes and feeling the sense of qi.

I don't know when the window of the meditation room has been blown open by the wind, blowing up the inner strength of the heart, only to see that at the end of the last page is written four seal characters, the Great Dream Heart Sutra.

Huixin's eyes widened, she felt a pain in the back of her head, she lost consciousness, fainted, and several people screamed outside the house, but unfortunately Huixin couldn't hear it anymore.