Li Yi didn't quite understand, so he asked: "Why is this?"
The young monk explained: "That's because almost every once in a while, someone will come to learn Wing Chun. At first, Master Chan Deng gave all his teachings, but they were always unwilling to learn after a few days, so Chan Deng
Master Deng was very sad. He stipulated that all beginners who come to learn Wing Chun must copy the scriptures by hand ten times and then memorize the Wing Chun formulas by heart."
After hearing this, Li Yi couldn't help but cursed those who gave up halfway.
This time it hurt him.
But there is no way. If you really want to learn authentic Wing Chun, it will definitely take a long time to explore on your own.
So Li Yi gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I'll copy it!"
But when he entered the Scripture Pavilion, he was shocked!
This room is filled with scriptures!
Li Yi swallowed and asked, "Do these have to be copied?"
The young monk bowed slightly and said, "Donor, no."
Hearing this, Li Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
But what the little monk said next was a supplement: "Just copy half of it."
Li Yi:......
Although it would take hundreds of scriptures to copy even half of it, it is still better than having to copy the entire scripture library.
Li Yi nodded, took paper and pen, sat down, and began to write seriously.
Because the young monk also surfed the Internet on weekdays, he always felt that Li Yi looked familiar, so he asked: "Donor, you look very similar to a celebrity on the Internet."
Li Yi smiled while writing: "Who does it look like?"
"Little Shenyang."
Li Yi:......
He coughed twice and said, "Little master, I'll just write the scriptures here. You can go and do your work."
The young monk responded: "Okay, donor, you can copy the scriptures here. I will call you when you have dinner. By the way, can you sign your name for me?"
"Of course..." Li Yi originally wanted to say of course.
But he turned around and thought, should he sign his own name or Xiao Shenyang's?
Li Yi thought of this and still smiled and said: "After I finish copying, can I sign it for you?"
"Okay, thank you donor." The little monk seemed very happy.
He seems to be a young man who is chasing stars.
In fact, the monks in Shaolin Temple are not the kind of people shown on TV who are ignorant of what is happening outside the window and only read the Bible.
They also have their own lives.
Some famous temples even require a graduate degree to recruit monks.
In fact, Li Yi doesn't quite understand why, in today's impetuous environment, there are still many people who go to the city for some quiet time and want to become monks in temples.
Some people may even be married and have children, but go to temples to become monks, and some want to become monks just after graduating from college.
At first, Li Yi thought that being a monk really had so many benefits.
But he was wrong.
When the young monk took him to the dining hall, Li Yi realized that the monk's three meals a day were actually very simple.
Li Yi asked the little monk puzzledly: "Little master, are you just eating these?"
"Yes, I only eat steamed buns and pickled mustard for three meals a day." The young monk explained: "This is what you eat when you are in the temple. Of course, you can also go out..."
When I said this, I felt a dry cough.
The young monk immediately turned around and found the abbot walking towards him, so he immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking.
The host walked up to Li Yi, nodded slightly at first, and then asked: "Everyone in this temple must abide by the precepts and rules, so there is no sex, please forgive me."
Only then did Li Yi realize that he and the abbot thought he disliked the food.
He then smiled and said, "No, no, Abbot, you have misunderstood. When you are in a rural area, do as the Romans do. I will definitely abide by the rules and regulations here. The steamed buns are actually quite delicious."
After hearing this, the abbot smiled and left.
As soon as the abbot left, other monks came over immediately.
They are already used to the phenomenon of some tourists wanting to learn arts, but they recognize Li Yi!
After final confirmation, they determined that the handsome young man in front of them was a big star on the Internet.
In fact, these monks were urbanites before they became monks, so of course they have the right to chase stars.
A monk who seemed to be about the same age as Li Yi came over and asked: "Hello, donor, I don't know what your name is..."
Li Yi was very happy that someone finally asked him his name!
He solemnly introduced himself: "My name is Li Yi!"
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone else immediately became excited.
"He really is that big star!"
"What is he here for?"
"I heard that I want to learn Wing Chun from Master Chan Deng."
"Ah? But didn't Master Chan Deng say that anyone who learns Wing Chun must first copy the scriptures in the Sutra Book Pavilion?"
"Yeah, I don't think he can hold on."
"You are overthinking it. I'm afraid you don't know what kind of person Li Yi is in the entertainment industry. He once went to the military area to experience the movie "Wolf Warrior". Think about the level there."
The masters talked a lot.
The young monk who brought Li Yi in at first became puzzled.
It turns out that this star is not Xiao Shenyang!
After Li Yi had eaten, he returned to Jingshu Pavilion.
According to the young monk, he had to copy half of the scriptures in the Sutra Book Pavilion within three days.
Li Yi wrote from lunch to evening, almost never stopping for a moment.
"The Buddha told Subhuti: All Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas should subdue their minds in this way. All sentient beings. If they are born from an egg, if they are born in a womb, if they are born of moisture, if they are born by transformation, if they have color, if they are colorless, if they have thoughts.
No thought. If there is no thought, it is not without thought..."
Li Yi was writing and reading at the same time, unable to concentrate.
At this time, the monk sweeping the floor outside couldn't help but take a second look in the direction of the Scripture Pavilion.
They were even sure that Li Yi wouldn't survive the day and would pack up and leave.
What I didn't expect was that Li Yi didn't take a break until after ten o'clock in the evening.
When he opened the door of the Scripture Pavilion, the abbot happened to be walking in his direction.
"Hello, Abbot." Li Yi immediately stepped forward and said respectfully.
The abbot nodded slightly and said with concern: "Thank you for your hard work, little benefactor, why don't you show it to me?"
Seeing that the abbot seemed interested, Li Yi took his brochure and handed it to him to read.
The abbot was very patient, turning page after page.
When he turned to the tenth page, he smiled and pointed: "Little donor, you wrote a wrong word here."
Li Yi took a look and found that it was really wrong.
He couldn't help but admire: "The abbot really has a keen eye and found it in one go."
"I just read too many scriptures. If the donor is like me, then you can see why." The abbot smiled.
He immediately put down the book, went to the left side of the bookstore, took out a notebook from the top, handed it to Li Yi, and said: "There are tricks and theoretical basis of Wing Chun here, you can learn it first.
"
"Okay." Li Yi nodded.
He was holding the book in his hand, a little excited.
But the abbot did not leave, stroking his beard and said to him: "Do you know what Wing Chun is?"
"Ah?" Li Yi was stunned for a moment, then said: "Wing Chun is a unique Southern boxing technique based on theoretical foundations such as the "Central Line Theory"."
"Wing Chun emphasizes the use of correct concepts, consciousness and thinking methods to derive flexible application of the limbs; generally speaking, it mainly includes "little thoughts", "looking for bridges" and "marking fingers", etc."
Li Yi had read a lot about Wing Chun before going up the mountain, so he was able to blurt it out.
After hearing this, the abbot nodded in affirmation.
"Then do you know the origin of Wing Chun?" the abbot asked again.
This really stumped Li Yi.
After all, there are many legends and historical versions about the origin of Wing Chun.
The Wing Chun that has developed to this day is essentially the result of step-by-step development and improvement by successive generations of Wing Chun masters.
Although many people believe that Wing Chun originated from the Sichuan-Yunnan border area, became popular in Fujian, and became famous in Foshan, Guangdong.
However, due to the lack of written materials, the history of Wing Chun is only spread orally among the masses, and then it is described by unofficial histories.
So Li Yi shook his head: "I'm not sure. I hope the abbot can give me more advice."
The abbot sat down with a smile, motioned for Li Yi to sit down too, and then said: "There is a saying that Hu Jianfu, the founder of Wing Chun, was the fifth master of Shaolin Temple in Shaolin in southern Qing Dynasty. She combined Zen and martial arts and finally created
Create a practical Kung Fu suitable for women to practice - Wing Chun."
"There is also a theory that the five masters created a set of more technical boxing techniques based on the Southern Shaolin Crane Boxing and passed it on to Yan Er, Yan Wing Chun and his daughter. Among them, Yan Wing Chun further developed this boxing technique, which was later called "
Wing Chun "."
"Of course, these are all opinions, so it's okay if we don't talk about it. By the way, I heard from my apprentice that you are a big actor and star, right?"
When Li Yi learned that the abbot knew his identity, he said calmly: "Yes, I came to your temple this time to learn Wing Chun. I want to make a movie about Wing Chun. Does the abbot know about Ip Man?"
When the abbot heard this name, he trembled violently.
The look on his face was as if Li Yi had dug up the seeds he had buried for many years.
The abbot was silent for a long time, and then said: "It turns out that you came to the temple to learn Wing Chun to promote Wing Chun. Then I will teach you starting tomorrow."
"Ah?" Li Yi didn't quite understand: "Does the abbot also know Wing Chun? Then Master Chan Deng..."
"I am Chan Deng, I am Ye Wen's disciple..." When the abbot said this, there were tears in his eyes.
Like remembering the past...
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