Huo Xue didn't have a very profound understanding of this sentence before, but when she was in this situation, she seemed to be enlightened.

Everything is empty, and the passing is like this, but it has never gone. The full and empty one is like that and does not grow or disappear. Everything you see now that you think is "real" will eventually disappear and eventually return to emptiness. Everything you care about is like the dream, the flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, born and destroyed in an instant, illusory and unreal.

Things are established by others. Since people are false, things that people set are false.

...

After early class, I followed the monks to have breakfast.

Originally, Huo Xue had heard that Shaolin Temple could not eat meat dishes, but it used to be just a joke. After all, if you want to maintain the intensity of daily training, what should you do if there is no supply of protein and the children in the temple are growing up?

But what Huo Xue never expected was that from the day she came to Shaolin Temple, she had never seen not only meat and vegetables, but also onions, garlic and greasy.

Moreover, the monks in Shaolin Temple get along more friendly. They don’t lie, and they won’t go back on their words when they speak, and they won’t lie to you. However, the little monks look particularly cute with their bare heads. They are the most popular little guys in the temple. When Huo Xue asked them questions, they all thought seriously and answered them. They were innocent and cute. Unfortunately, each of them is an orphan.

Hengzheng was weak and sickly since childhood. After his parents could not support him, he quietly placed him in front of the orphanage. However, the orphanage had limited funds at that time. Everyone had a difficult life in the economic downturn. Moreover, there were many children in the orphanage at that time, so the dean handed over Hengzheng to Shaolin Temple. So far, this child has become a well-deserved senior brother of the Heng generation. He has refined his skills and is born with a smart and intelligent life.

Hengyu and Hengrui were successively put into Shaolin Temple while the sky was dawn. Their only names were their common names in the cradle, perhaps because of some unexpected happenings from their parents. Hengzhi and Henglong were picked up by monks when they went down the mountain. In fact, the monks in Shaolin Temple all picked up more girls, who were weak and sick. If the orphanage was not taken to the orphanage, they would send them to nunners elsewhere to raise and grow up on their behalf.

I don’t know if their parents saw that they became promising like this, and I don’t know if they would regret the decision to leave them behind.

“Promote good!”

Huo Xue was talking to Hengyu, and Yan Xin came over, followed by a monk about forty years old.

The few little monks sitting together quickly stood up and saluted, so obedient that they dared not move, "Hello, Master Yanmu."

Huo Xue looked at Yanmu, who had heard a lot of names, and couldn't help but be amazed. Yanmu looked ordinary, but because he had been practicing martial arts for many years, his face was dark, he was not tall, and he looked very thin. It was hard to believe that such a person was the leader of the monks.

"Hello, Senior Brother Yanmu." Huo Xue gave a tribute to him. Yanmu smiled lightly and replied with the same gift. The etiquette was in place, but his expression was calm, "How old is Yanshan this year?"

"Fourteen." Huo Xue replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yanmu's gaze slowly looked her over, and then nodded to Yanxin. Yanxin smiled meaningfully, and then introduced, "This is the second senior brother Yanmu. From today on, he will supervise and guide you to practice."

After hearing this, Huo Xue couldn't react, "What about the master? Why have you been to see him for so long?"

Yan Xin said, "Master has gone down the mountain. It will take a long time to come back. Even if Master comes back, it will be taught by Brother II. You should learn it first."

Huo Xue nodded, "Okay."

After explaining the matter, Yan Xin left. He left Yan Mu and the little monk who practiced the martial arts side. Yan Mu asked Huo Xue to show off some of the most basic movements, which Huo Xue could easily complete. Logically speaking, he should start from a young age to grasp the physical development of his later physical development. It is considered to be relatively old when he came to Shaolin Temple at the age of Huo Xue. Fortunately, she has good skills and pays attention to the training of her physical fitness after she is reborn, so Yan Mu can complete the movements she does smoothly.

But Yanmu's face did not show any appreciation, not even surprise, and even had some regrets, which was a regret that Huo Xue could not understand.

Then he walked forward with his hands behind his back, and saw Huo Xue still stunned in place, and then slowly waved his hand and said, "Yanshan, come here!"

Huo Xue followed, and Yanmu said again, "Two arms stretched out."

"Remember this action."

Then Yanmu actually handed the two buckets to her, asked her to pick them up, and asked, "Did you see those jars over there?"

Huo Xue looked at the two buckets in her hand and the two half-person-high, one meter-long empty tanks, which were like a drop in the ocean, but Huo Xue didn't say anything, just nodded and listened quietly to Yanmu's instructions. He only asked again, "Do you still remember the river you saw when you went up the mountain? Yanshan."

Huo Xue nodded and said bluntly, "Remember."

"Today you go there to fetch water. Only by filling them up can I start teaching you to practice. Do you know?"

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The name was changed, and the second senior brother Yanwu changed it to Yanmu. Suddenly, he remembered that the current leader of the Shaolin Temple Martial Monks's Group in Songshan was named Yanwu. We cannot disrespect him...

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