The monk in the martial arts world

Chapter 2
"It hurts so much, who hit me with a stone! It's such a big bag, it hurts like hell, hey, where is this?"

Huixin opened her eyes in a daze, and everything around her was very strange, but what was certain was that it was no longer in Wulongyuan, but a temple.

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The wooden door was pushed open, and a young monk in beige robes came in with a bowl of black Chinese medicine. Seeing Huixin sitting up, he said hastily.

"Uncle Huixin, you finally woke up, how do you feel now?"

Huixin looked at the strange young man warily and said, "You, who are you, why do you know that my name is Huixin? You still call me Shishu? That's ridiculous! Aren't I practicing basic internal strength? Why did I get here in the blink of an eye? where?"

The young monk was taken aback, and quickly looked at the wound on the back of Huixin's head, seeing that the swelling was about to subside, he said, "Uncle Huixin, have you forgotten that you fell down the stairs in the Shaolin Buddhist scripture pavilion the day before yesterday, It just hit the edge of the water tank, the little monk is Master Huicong's second disciple, Chengkong, don't you remember?"

"My head hurts, Huicong, I don't know why senior brother still accepts me as an apprentice... It hurts."

Hui Xin felt her mind was blank, she blinked and fainted again.

Three years in the blink of an eye.

During his practice in Shaolin Temple, Huixin finally accepted the unexpected result. He was originally living in the 21st century, but for some reason, he went to Shaolin Temple in the Qing Dynasty and became the apprentice of Hui Cong, the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

Huixin has never been to Shaolin Temple, so it should be said that he has never left Wulongyuan, at most he played with wild animals in the mountains, this is the first time he visited such a big Shaolin Temple.

It was also the first time I saw the legendary Braid Country since I was a child.

According to his seniority, he also belonged to the generation of the ancestors in Shaolin Temple, but his age was too young, but some places like the Sutra Pavilion, the Discipline Academy, the Arhat Hall and the Bodhidharma Academy were all open to him.

"Uncle Master is really eager to learn, come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to observe martial arts again?" An elderly monk looked at Hui Xin respectfully and asked.

Hui Xin rolled her eyes first, and said, "Nephew Chengguan, this time I'm here to find the flower finger in the 72 stunts, and I hope my nephew can tell the principles of this martial arts. I'm very interested in him."

According to Huixin's investigation, he should have come to the world in The Deer and Ding Ji of the Qing Dynasty. Calculating the time, the plot should not have started yet, but it is not far away.

Cheng Guan can be regarded as a martial arts prodigy, and he has a good relationship with Hui Xin, and they often study martial arts classics with each other.

I don't know why, all the martial arts and advanced martial arts that Huixin has seen can be comprehended in an instant, but the increase in internal strength is a little slower, but I don't know if he has cultivated the basic internal strength that Yongde gave him, and now there are two. Ten years of skill is ten times faster than that of ordinary monks.

"Uncle, this flower fingering skill is like this..."

The old and the young just sat in the Sutra Pavilion for a whole day.

At sunset, the bell suddenly rang in the temple.

"Senior Brother Cheng Guan, Master Uncle Hui Xin, come out quickly, the abbot summoned us to go to the main hall to discuss something." A young monk of Cheng Zi's generation rushed into the scripture storage pavilion quickly, interrupting their practice.

Huixin squinted her eyes, stood up from the futon, stretched her waist and said, "Ah, it's so late, there is no time to practice, let's go, let's go to the Daxiong Palace!"

You Huixin walked in front, Cheng Guan and Cheng Qing walked behind him, and all the monks he met along the way looked at Hui Xin respectfully.

"Come on, let's speed up."

Unconsciously using Shaolin Qinggong to cross the river with a reed is also one of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin.

Cheng Guan turned his head and said to Clarification with emotion, "Uncle Master is indeed very talented. It only took 20 days to master half of his unique skills. Now he has achieved a little success, and he can at least hover in the second-rate ranking in the world!"

He clarified and sighed, "Who says no? I have practiced for more than [-] years and have just reached the second-rate peak. Uncle Huixin can learn and skillfully use Shaolin's unique skills in a short period of time. It is really my Shaolin Temple's great fortune!"

Huixin ignored the discussion of the two people behind him, walked through the courtyard to the Daxiong Palace, and intuitively told him that something important happened in Shaolin Temple.

Sure enough, seeing Huixin coming, Hui Cong, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, first smiled, and then let him come over, pointing to an official next to him who was wearing a Qing Dynasty official robe and said, "Junior brother, this is the guard with a knife in front of the imperial court. Our Shaolin Temple is conveying a mission, when the emperor of the dynasty wants to see me and enter the palace, we have important matters to discuss!"

Huixin closed her ears and nose, looked at her heart with her nose, put her palms together and said, "Little Monk Huixin, I have seen the benefactor, but I wonder if it is Emperor Kangxi who is asking for it?"

"Hehe, Shaolin Temple is worthy of being the master of the world. Unexpectedly, he is only a young monk, but he has already reached the second-rate level. He is so powerful. I admire him!"

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