"Hmph, you want benefits but don't want to cause trouble. You bald asses are really greedy."
It was difficult for others to say anything, but Lu Bing was not polite and pointed straight to the essence when he opened his mouth.
Yongxin laughed and didn't feel dissatisfied.
"Who likes trouble? Wouldn't it be nice to have time to deal with trouble and use it to study for schoolwork?"
He is an open-minded monk and sincere.
A group of people walked along the corridor, and Qian Muyu asked: "Where is your uncle Fengye?"
Yongxin informed.
"In recent years, Master Fengye has been meditating in the back mountain. There are too many pilgrims, and he can't bear to be disturbed."
Lu Bing made another sarcastic comment.
"Oh, he will actually enjoy it."
Yongxin knew about the relationship between his uncle and Lu Bing, so he simply changed the topic and looked at Xiao Qian who was looking around.
"Xiao Donor is walking like a dragon and a tiger is walking, he is majestic and majestic, and he obviously has a beautiful heart. Isn't he coming here to offer incense to the Buddha?"
Xiao Qian's eyes only saw the scenery around him, and he was also very candid.
"I don't believe in this stuff."
He said he didn't believe in Buddhism in the temple, which aroused many people's attention. I didn't expect him to be so rude. I wonder if the monks in Shaolin Temple will explode?
Yongxin's expression was sincere, and his voice contained some Sanskrit sounds.
"Believe it or not, the Buddha is there."
After hearing this, many people couldn't help but nod their heads, feeling that this great monk had great virtues.
Xiao Qian was not affected, and her expression remained calm.
"Buddha has a Buddha mind, and I have my own aspirations. The sky is vast and the earth is vast, and different paths lead to the same destination."
The monks were shocked and hurriedly bowed in response to show that they had been taught.
Qian Muyu and Lu Bing were stunned for a moment, then shook their heads, with smiles on their lips, looking proud.
Ning Han and others felt bad when they saw Xiao Qian talking relaxedly and comfortably with the eminent monk.
Where is the limit for this young boss?
"The abbot is devoted to the Buddha, and may have neglected many mundane things. I have made a big movie project to promote our Chinese martial arts. Taking one province as a benchmark, we plan to produce thirty-four unique kung fu movies. In my
It seems that Shaolin dominates the Central Plains and has been passed down for thousands of years.
It is a deep and profound place that best represents the martial arts culture and characteristics of Henan Province. Therefore, I plan to make a Kung Fu movie based on the Shaolin Temple and the story of the Thirteen Stick Monks who saved the King of Tang. This time I came here to see the actual situation.
I’m inspecting it and seeking advice from eminent monks.”
Yongxin was stunned and said for a long time: "Although there are monks in Shaolin who practice martial arts, most of them are for the purpose of strengthening the body and are not good at it. As for martial arts, wouldn't the Tai Chi of this donor Yang be better?
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When it comes to Kung Fu, Yang Yue gets excited.
"Although my brother has never been to Shaolin, he has long heard that Shaolin's special skills are extraordinary. Prajna Palm and Dragon Claw Hand are all unparalleled magical skills in the world. It would be a great blessing if I could see one or two of them today."
Yongxin's forehead was filled with sweat.
"The donor is overly praised. I don't have these kung fu in Shaolin. They are all made up by this donor Xiao. Even if there are people who practice martial arts, they are just some superficial boxing and kicking kung fu."
Xiao Qian didn't want to offend the people at the Shaolin Temple, so he comforted him: "Although we are making movies, we are promoting culture. Shaolin is located in the Central Plains. It has experienced countless ups and downs and witnessed countless historical changes for thousands of years.
Using Shaolin as the theme to create is also an exploration of history. Martial arts is the essence, and justice is the foundation. I think the Shaolin Temple should have an appropriate positioning in Chinese history and culture."
"Amitabha, that's good, that's good. The donor is very thoughtful."
Hearing the string song and knowing its elegant meaning, Yongxin no longer worries.
Even though he is a monk, he is a monk who cares about the secular world. That is why he became the head of this thousand-year-old temple during this period of great changes in Shaolin Temple.
He knows only too well what kind of influence Starlight's movies have.
It can be said that once "Shaolin Temple" was filmed, they were riding on the east wind.
How to operate properly when the east wind comes is what Yongxin needs to think about.
A group of people walked and talked, passing through layers of temples, and finally arrived at the back mountain.
"Look, everyone, this is Tallinn."
When everyone looked around, they saw a large area with hundreds of pagodas of different heights located among the white snow, solemn and solemn.
Between the towers, the pine trees contrasted each other beautifully. For a moment, it was hard to tell whether it was a tower forest or a pine forest.
The gray tower, green trees, and white snow are intertwined together, adding to the richness of historical heritage and making people feel admirable.
Ning Han secretly said "Hello" and hurriedly walked around the area with his camera. He kept pressing the shutter button to record the buildings and layout here.
In the movie, Tallinn is an important setting.
However, the pagoda forest of Shaolin Temple is a nationally protected cultural relic, so naturally we cannot shoot here. So we had to obtain the information and go back to build it for reference.
"The spacing between these towers is too small, and the scale and height of the towers are not enough. We need to take this into consideration when building on set."
Anyone who has visited Tallinn knows that the distance between towers is actually very tight and the layout is messy.
It would be impossible to shoot a fight scene in such a layout. So Ning Han made the decision to transform Tallinn in the movie.
Yongxin wouldn't care what he said. Anyway, it wasn't the cultural relics in the temple that were moved. If it was different, it would be different.
After visiting Tallinn, everyone separated.
Ning Han and others were greeted by Yongxin to learn about the history of Shaolin Temple.
Xiao Qian was pulled by Qian Muyu and Lu Bing, and led by a Zhike monk along the winding and steep path into the hidden back mountain.
Compared with the main courtyard of Shaolin Temple, the back mountain is less visited and the original geographical features are perfectly maintained.
While walking, the cold wind seeped through the dead woods, blowing on my face, bringing with it the sweetness of nature. Occasionally, there would be a rustle in the forest nearby, and a squirrel with beautiful fur would come out and look at the strange stranger curiously.
Visitor.
"It's a pity that I came at the wrong time. If it were summer, there would be waves of pine trees here. Looking around, the mountains and mountains would be full of greenery and full of wild charm."
Qian Muyu had a look of nostalgia on his face, and when he talked about the summer scenery of Shaoshi Mountain, his regret was palpable.
Xiao Qian looked around, even if winter is already so beautiful, how about summer?
"I estimate that after Shaolin Temple is released, this place will become a popular tourist attraction. I just wonder if the local government can notice this in advance and protect this beautiful mountain and water."
After the Shaolin Temple became famous in its previous life, it was over-developed. In addition to the good historical and cultural value of the temple itself, the surrounding places were severely damaged.
Regarding this, Xiao Qian had no choice but to say this.
However, his words made Qian Muyu and Lu Bing feel something in their hearts, and they didn't know what they felt.
After walking along the gravel road for a long time, just when Xiao Qian's calves began to tremble, everyone climbed up to a platform.
As soon as he came up, Xiao Qian couldn't help but exclaimed.
But I saw that the platform was like a mirror, facing north and south, backed by a solid mountain, blocking the cold wind blowing from Siberia.
Facing the south, the sky and the earth are vast, and the mountains and rivers are all in sight.
All along the hillside below are a sea of pine trees, undulating waves, dotted with the main courtyard of the Shaolin Temple in the distance, like a little bit of cold plum in the snow, beautiful and shining.
In the corner of the platform, there is a simple wooden house built, covered with thick white snow outside. There is no chimney or fireworks, but you can feel the warmth in front of you, which is comforting.
With so many people running up, the people in the wooden house naturally heard the noise.
With a creaking sound, the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and an old monk walked out, who turned out to be blind as well.
But strangely enough, this old monk was very determined.
"Blind Lu, are you here again?"
In the crowd, Lu Bing's words were very rude.
"You old bald donkey, even if you hide here, it will be useless. If you don't fight, you will be convinced. I am very angry."
The old monk was not as calm and elegant as Yongxin and others, and his temper was very violent.
"Fart, what ability do you, an old blind man, have to make me admit defeat? With your three-legged cat skills, are you worthy of shouting in front of me?"
"Wow, old bald donkey, I won't let you go today."
As he spoke, Lu Bing broke free from the support of others, and rushed over waving the strings. Although he couldn't see it, the strings hit the old monk's head without any deviation.
The old monk was unmoved, and he picked it up casually. He already had a broom in his hand, and unexpectedly blocked Lu Bing's strings.
Xiao Qian and others were dumbfounded and speechless.
Could it be that these two people are unparalleled masters?
Yang Zhen clicked his tongue and marveled again and again.
"This attack, this fight, really covers all the concepts of martial arts. The timing is so ingenious that it has reached the level of perfection and returns to nature. Even those of us with intact eyesight cannot do it so delicately."
Qian Muyu snorted coldly next to him.
"Nonsense, these two old guys have been fighting like this for decades, no matter how stupid they are, they have learned how to cooperate."
Xiao Qian was a little anxious and said quickly: "Grandpa Qian, if the blind monk and the blind man fight, who will win?"
