Chapter 1961 Real masters
But they are indeed very efficient. Even Yang Honghui once praised Zhou Zhi and Gu Lao for their good understanding. Even if their movements cannot meet the requirements of Lianjiazi, their understanding of swordsmanship and boxing principles and There is feeling in using it, which is better than that of many professional athletes.
In order to achieve the purpose of training, Zhou Zhi actually practices sword practice more than boxing practice. The old monk’s sword is also a real sword, shorter and wider than the one Zhou Zhi is used to, and there are no more bells and whistles. The decoration is a real practical murder weapon, the kind that the police will confiscate upon seeing it.
However, the feel was almost the same as Zhou Zhi’s own, so Zhou Zhi explained while gesticulating, mainly focusing on the movement techniques and extended relationships.
The old monk picked up the broom on the ground and held it upside down. According to careful techniques, he straightened his index finger and held the broom handle with the remaining four fingers. His shoulders trembled slightly, and his wrist followed closely to drive the broom, gently Rowing in circles.
When Zhou Zhi finished the drill, the old monk took the sword and began to perform the Tai Chi sword routine seriously. Zhou Zhi and the young monk immediately applauded together: "Okay! Good!"
The people around them were also cheered by the two of them. Attracted by the applause, they formed a big circle and watched the old monk performing martial arts. When they saw the wonderful things, they also applauded.
A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door. I don’t know how thoughtful the old monk was before, but now he is very discerning.
Especially the sword-breaking and downward thrusts, the old monk's extremely fast movements actually brought out the clattering of sleeves and the whistling of metal piercing the air, which made Zhou Zhi horrified and moved. This sound was even worse than that of Yang Honghui, a martial arts-level man. Big.
Mai Xiaomiao is also a person who has practiced Tai Chi sword. Although Zhou Zhi still asked Old Chiri to help her sharpen the wooden sword, she also knew how powerful the old monk in front of her was, and she clapped and shouted even louder than Zhou Zhi. Loud.
After finishing the moves, the old monk thanked Zhou Zhi: "The little donor really has some skills, and he has been taught a lot."
"No, no, it's Master, you are so awesome. Just now, I was just doing what I know. I wonder how long you have been practicing Tai Chi Sword?”
"Hahaha, last month I went to the state for exchanges. I learned two routines and came back. I practiced with him, but I always felt that it shouldn't be what he was doing." The old monk looked at I used to be a martial artist, but now that I have understood the meaning of Tai Chi, it is as good as Zhou Zhi’s reading a good poem. The look on his face after the words was almost the same, and he could be described as beaming: "Now it seems that the little benefactor should have taught me to do this!"
Now Zhou Zhi just wishes he could get through a crack in the ground: "Master, I am so ashamed for saying this. , my swordsmanship is vastly inferior to yours. Here, no, there is no such thing as advice."
"Hahaha..." the old monk smiled and said: "I am the abbot of this temple, my name is Mingtai, why don't you stay with us tonight. Eat a Taoist meal and give us some advice in the morning class tomorrow?”
"How many female relatives do we have?" Zhou Zhi was not afraid of the monk's evil intentions: "I am just afraid of the inconvenience."
"How many are there?" Mingtai was stunned: "Besides this one, who else is there?"< br>
Zhou Zhi pointed towards the Main Hall high up: "Over there."
Mingtai looked up and saw Wu Renzhong and Shama Azi waving down, and Chi Xueli was looking down with a camera. Shooting.
"It doesn't matter. Our temple is a bit far from the city. It is often difficult for pilgrims to come and go, so they will stay in the temple. There are several living rooms, so they can accommodate them."
"That's really troublesome, Master." Zhou Zhi had to imitate Mai Xiaomiao this time and saluted him to express his gratitude.
"It's okay." Mingtai was generous: "It's just that the fasting meal is a bit simple, don't dislike it." Zhou Zhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully: "I misjudged the difficulty of visiting your temple before. Just now I was secretly worried about how easy it is to go up the mountain but difficult to go down the mountain. What should I do if I can go down the mountain in a while? It’s really great to have a night’s rest before going down the mountain.”
Mingtai handed the sword to Mingran and invited: "Let's go, I will take the little benefactor Mai to continue burning incense, and you will also visit our main hall."
Zhou Zhi said to the old monk I was even more impressed. I had said before that I was here for a visit, but the old monk didn't ask for any respect from me. This kind of indifferent and detached mentality was actually better than many monks who were obsessed with saving people.
So he respectfully said: "Then I'll thank you, Master."
The main building of Lingshan Temple actually has traces of Tibetan Buddhism. This kind of pattern of building a red wall on the mountain and building a temple on the red wall is like There are also many in snow areas.
However, the current Main Hall is a standard Han style, spacious and grand, with a solemn structure. Sakyamuni is enshrined in the center of the front hall, with eighteen Arhats on both sides. They are all standard statues of the Qing Dynasty in Han China.
Now these are no longer difficult for Zhou Zhi. The most prosperous period for statues in Shu was the Song Dynasty. There are many statues left in Anyue, Dazu and Yazhou.
The statues of the Sui and Tang Dynasties in the past are basically collected in the Shudu Museum and the Shu Museum. The statues of the Han Dynasty in the past are most common in the Manzhou area, and Zhou Zhi has already studied them enough in Jiachuan. Enough is enough.
There are more statues left from the Qing Dynasty, but most of them show a regression in aesthetics. They lost the elegance and refinement of the Song Dynasty and became stereotyped. Not only did they lose their individuality, but they also lost their agility. They really turned into clay sculptures. Wooden body, lifeless.
So Zhou Zhi can tell its age at a glance.
However, unlike the statues, the buildings are quite impressive. From the earliest existing buildings of the Tang Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, they have been making progress and becoming complicated and exquisite, even for folk buildings.
So Zhou Zhi estimated that the main hall was built on the foundation of a former Tibetan Buddhist temple, but he was embarrassed to ask the old monk Mingtai if it was true.
But it’s still okay to give Chi Xueli and the others, who have already finished paying homage, some popular science on ancient architecture.
Wu Renzhong and Shama Ricong were actually a little unable to walk. They were very happy when they heard that the host agreed to let them stay in the temple for one night.
Now that they have a friendship, Mingtai no longer hides it. After taking Mai Xiaomiao to worship the Buddha seriously, he leads everyone to the back hall, which is not open to the public, to burn incense.
The back hall is dedicated to the woodcarving statue of Yang Xuexin, the founder of Lingshan Temple, and the spiritual valley. It can be said that 100% of the people who come to Lingshan Temple to worship are for Master Yang, but basically no one can accept it. I actually saw the statue of Patriarch Yang in person and worshiped and offered incense.
This is an opportunity that Wu Renzhong, Shama Ricong, Jike Azi, and Chi Xueli did not get before. Of course, they must follow Mai Xiaomiao to make up for it now.
Mingtai welcomed everyone and guided the rituals one by one with great dedication.
At this time, Zhou Zhi, who did not worship Buddha, stood out too much. Zhou Zhi himself was embarrassed. He turned around and saw an article written in a messy way. After reading it, he probably asked a scholar at the time or some scholar to write it. It was the devotees at that time who were planning to build this pavilion dedicated to Patriarch Yang. They all contributed money and effort to write about when it would be built, when it would be completed, who would be involved, and how much money would be spent.
Both calligraphy and writing are not worthy of compliments. It can be seen that this area was still dominated by the Yi people at that time, and the level of Han culture was not very good.