Back in the thatched hut, Zhen Zidan said reluctantly: "Master, why don't you do it like this. [;Starter] You teach me the basics of this set of kung fu, and I will go out and learn it slowly. In this way, I don't have to stay in the mountains, You don't have to bother teaching me too much."

Monk Su Neng shook his head and said: "My mind is to pay attention to 'Chan Wuyi', Zen is in the front and Wu is in the back. You can't stand the loneliness for five years, so don't waste your energy on learning, because you are impatient and you have learned It will only harm others.”

Zhen Zidan said rather unhappily: "Master, how can you say that you will harm others and yourself? I don't do bad things, I just like kung fu and want to learn some powerful martial arts."

Monk Su Neng didn't speak to Zhen Zidan in English anymore, but said as if he was talking to himself: "In the mind of Chan and martial arts, Zen is a prerequisite. The end is the goal and the result, and the mind is used to strengthen the body, not to fight against the strong; as for martial arts, it is only a minor means. Learning the mind because you love martial arts, that is, there is no Zen state and no emphasis on medicine. The fruit is nothing but abandoning the root and chasing the end.”

Kang Jianfei was not in the mood to discuss Zen with an old monk in the middle of the night. He just came to see it out of curiosity, and wanted to know what the so-called mind looks like. He now has a big question in his heart, and said: "Master, I heard that you used to be a doctor, and you only started to practice martial arts when you moved here. In the past ten years, no one has taught you to practice, and there is no chance for actual combat. , when you and Zhen Zidan were sparring, why were you able to make the move first, and predict his moves clearly?"

Monk Su Neng only said one word: "empty."

"Empty?" Kang Jianfei was puzzled.

Monk Su Neng explained: "The mind is empty, the body is empty, and the head is empty."

Kang Jianfei did not pretend to understand, and continued to ask patiently, "I still don't understand, can you be more specific, Master?"

With short messy hair, wearing a shabby padded jacket, and keeping his hands in his sleeves to keep out the cold, a monk who is a master monk at this time really has the temperament of an eminent monk. Dharma. When the mind is empty, the mind is free and calm, without thinking and fear; when the body is empty, the body can move around and cope with ease; when the eyes are empty, everything is out of sight. To achieve the state of being invincible and invincible is the so-called worry-free.”

Zhen Zidan had already gotten used to the monk's Henan accent at this time, and interjected, "Don't you take the outside world seriously, so you can win without outside interference? I don't believe in such deceiving nonsense."

Monk Su Neng asked back: "Can you really be invincible without me? Just like the match between you and me just now, your heart is full of distractions, and you can't fight me with all your heart. People are like a A cup, only by pouring out the water in it, can it be filled with new things. The heart is like a mirror. If the mirror of your heart is already dusty, how can it reflect the appearance of the world? You are now filled with water. cups. Dusty mirrors. It's hard to understand the true meaning of Zen. That's why I say you can't learn the true mind at all."

"The cup is thrown away...the water is filled...where have I heard this?" Zhen Zidan muttered to himself.

Kang Jianfei reminded: "Your idol Bruce Lee said it, and Lao Zhuang also said it more than 2,000 years ago."

Zhen Zidan slapped his thigh abruptly and said, "Yes, Bruce Lee said this when he was doing a TV show."

Kang Jianfei said to Monk Su Neng, "Master. Sorry for disturbing you tonight, farewell!"

Zhen Zidan asked in surprise, "Mr. Kang, are you just leaving?"

Kang Jianfei smiled and said, "I've asked everything I can, why don't I leave?"

Zhen Zidan asked in confusion, "What's clear?"

Kang Jianfei said: "The master means that the mind of the mind is a Zen word, and it is also an empty word. Only when you experience the Zen meaning of all thoughts can you polish your own mirror. When fighting against people, the enemy All the moves you make will be reflected in your mind mirror. So you can deal with it calmly."

Zhen Zidan listened to what he said, and asked again, "What about the energy and moves?"

Kang Jianfei rarely became a teacher, and said: "Although the strength and moves of the Xinyiba have unique characteristics, they are not necessarily better than the Taijiquan you have learned. What is really powerful is the Zen mind method. I can't learn it in my life. Don't you think about it, why don't you leave now and stay here for the night?"

Monk Su Neng smiled and said, "This guest is very Buddha-nature..."

Kang Jianfei interrupted him and said, "Don't persuade me to believe in Buddhism, I'm not interested in that stuff. Life is only a few decades, how can I not enjoy life well? To me, the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng is like going to jail. That's why I said, I will never be able to comprehend your empty Zen, because I don't want to do it at all."

Monk Su Neng smiled and said, "All laws in the world are one. Although the Zen of a guest is different from that of a poor monk, they will eventually reach the same destination."

Kang Jianfei nodded and said, "Yes, in the end, everyone will die. If a piece of loess covers the body, all thoughts will be empty."

Zhen Zidan couldn't understand what the two of them were talking about, but he was very martial, and he was really jealous of the monk's mind, so he said, "Master, if you are willing to teach me, I will stay and live for five years!"

Seeing Zhen Zidan's eyes flickering, Kang Jianfei immediately understood what this fellow was thinking. He definitely wanted to learn martial arts, and then slipped away quietly for a few months.

There is a saying that life is already so difficult, some things should not be exposed.

Kang Jianfei smiled and said, "Then you can stay and learn martial arts. I'll go first."

"Guest walk," Monk Su Neng stopped Kang Jianfei, he removed the scriptures on the table, and took out a sandalwood box below, "The guest has a deep obsession in his heart, and even the poor monk can't persuade him, this is the eminent monk Kumarajiva. Translate it by hand. If guests want to understand an empty word, they can recite this scripture every day.”

"Thank you." Kang Jianfei took the sandalwood box and saw that it was not paper, but something like silk.

After hearing the name of Kumarajiva, the young monk Yongxin was so shocked that he couldn't say anything completely. He pointed at Monk Su Neng and said, "Uncle Master...you...how can the scriptures of Shaolin Temple be given away to people?"

Monk Su Neng said, "This scripture is not a Shaolin Temple scripture. I found it behind a Buddha statue in a grotto here. It is hidden in a sandalwood box along with the boxing manual that Xinyi took."

The young monk Yongxin followed Kang Jianfei back to the temple as if he had lost his soul, and did not say a word along the way.

After walking for a while, Kang Jianfei asked casually, "Is that Kumarajiva famous?"

The young monk Yongxin smiled bitterly and said, "A young monk of mine who has just studied Buddhism for half a year knows about Kumarajiva. You said he is not famous? He translated many famous Buddhist scriptures."

Kang Jianfei asked, "Which dynasty did he belong to?"

The young monk Yongxin was not good at learning history. He scratched his head and said, "I remember that he seems to be the national teacher of Hou Qin. Which dynasty was Hou Qin?"

Kang Jianfei's historical level is a little higher than that of the young monk, and he thought about it: "The Hou Qin Dynasty can't be that of the Northern and Southern Dynasties. I mean, isn't this scripture an antique?"

The young monk Yongxin corrected: "It's a Buddha treasure!"

Kang Jianfei changed his tune and said: "Okay. Even if it is a Buddha treasure."

When the two walked back to the Shaolin Temple, the sky was already bright, and Kang Jian flew back to his room to take a nap, so he had to get up and continue shooting.

After a whole morning of filming, Zhen Zidan finally came back from Monk Su Neng. After packing up his luggage and saying hello to his fellow students at the sports school, he was about to go back again. It seemed that he wanted to stay with Monk Su Neng for a long time.

When they heard that Zhen Zidan had actually found a hermit master in the back mountain of Shaolin, and he had to learn from a teacher, everyone came up to ask questions.

Chen Mo was also shocked. After knowing that Zhen Zidan, an American friend, was going to go deep into the mountains to learn martial arts from a monk. After a long time of hard persuasion, I couldn't persuade. He hurriedly ran down the mountain to call his superior and Shichahai Sports School.

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"Okay, stop talking about that monk, hurry up and slap the stick formation!" Kang Jianfei said, clapping his palms.

In this film, Zhang Sanfeng and Dong Tianbao are in a fight scene in the Shaolin Temple Bodhidharma Academy. It's a classic scene in martial arts movies.

Of course, this kind of classic scene is also very laborious to shoot.

The monks who made the stick formation were all members of the two martial arts teams, and a few were ordinary students of the Shichahai Sports School. None of them had ever hanged Weiya.

After Kang Jianfei called to start the machine, the situation of these martial arts players who had only temporarily practiced the steel wire for a while continued. In the end, Kang Jianfei could only stop and announce that everyone would practice for another half day.

Wen Bixian saw Kang Jianfei take a nap while everyone was practicing Weiya, and ran over obediently and said, "Brother. Go back to your room and go to sleep, you will catch a cold here."

Kang Jianfei thought about it too, and said to Wu Chenggang, "Uncle Biao, look at it for your help, I'll go back and get some sleep first."

Wu Chenggang waved his hand and said, "Go. I'll help you watch."

Kang Jianfei walked into a meditation room. Unexpectedly, Wen Bixia also followed and said, "Brother, I will sleep with you."

Kang Jianfei slapped Wen Bixia's small buttocks and said with a smile, "Buddhist powerhouse, you little hooves want to prostitute in the daytime?"

Wen Bixia blushed and said, "Brother, are you good or bad, they just lie down with you for a while."

Except for Su Neng, who lives in the deep mountains of Sanhuangzhai, there are 13 monks in the Shaolin Temple. There are 6 monks in the temple, and the remaining 7 are said to have traveled down the mountain.

The seven vacant bedrooms became the bedrooms of Kang Jianfei and the others, and the rest could only live in tents or lay a floor in the Buddhist temple.

Wen Bixia, Wu Mengda, Hui Yinghong and others are actually not filming now~lightnovelpub.net~ It will take some time for their scenes to start. It's just that it's very troublesome to come to the mainland, and they are on the same crew, so they have to act with the big team in advance, and help out when there is no filming.

The old monk's bed in the room was very old, and it babbled when touched, and the quilts on the bed were completely replaced with new ones.

Wen Bixia said that she was going to lie down with Kang Jianfei for a while, but within a few minutes of getting into the bed, she put her little hand into Kang Jianfei's crotch and stirred it up. After this little girl was broken, it was obvious that she had eaten the marrow and knew the taste, and wished that she would fall in love with Kang Jianfei whenever she had time.

After a while, there was a continuous creaking sound from the meditation room, as if the old man's bed was overwhelmed and would fall apart at any time.

Monk Su Neng gave Kang Jianfei this sentence: "Form is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, and emptiness is form."

What Kang Jianfei pursues is to have fun in time, and he will never be able to appreciate the Zen state of the monk Su Neng. He can't do anything like seeing red powder as a skeleton. The so-called color is nothing but emptiness.