One day, the abbot took me to the Scripture Pavilion. I was very excited, and I knew that the abbot was going to teach me the Dharma Heart Sutra.

The abbot came to the top-secret document vault, and the outside was guarded by eighteen bronze men, but at this time, the eighteen bronze men were fighting crickets and gambling money. The abbot showed his identity card, and let the eighteen bronze men touch his whole body, and even pulled his beard, before letting him in. And I, can only wait outside.

In the middle of the night, the abbot came out with the "Dharma Heart Sutra".

When I got back to the wing, I asked the abbot: Why do you have to be touched up and down when you go in?

Abbot replied: In order to prevent the people who could enter from hiding the flint, they went in and burned the top-secret document vault.

I asked: Then just now a bronze man touched your face and plucked your beard, why is that?

Abbot replied: This is Shaolin's face recognition system. Prevent people from wearing human skin masks to impersonate.

I asked: What if someone is found impersonating?

The abbot replied: The eighteen bronze men will beat him to death on the spot.

I asked: Isn't Shaolin not killing?

The abbot snorted and said, "This is not killing, it's excess."

I asked: Aren't we monks only surpassing the dead?

The abbot smiled and said: Zhishan, rules are dead, and people are alive. If you don't know how to be flexible like this, it will be harmful to your martial arts cultivation.

I think the abbot has some point, but it doesn't make sense.

I took the Dharma Heart Sutra and was very excited.

Turn the title page, blank.

Keep flipping, blank. It's all white paper.

I asked the master in disappointment why the Dharma Heart Sutra was a blank sheet of paper.

The abbot smiled and said, "Not exactly. You look at the last page.

I turned to the last page, and sure enough, there was a row of words on it: Shaolin internal information, no retail.

The abbot took the scriptures and asked me, "Do you understand?"

I was at a loss and shook my head.

The abbot said, "That's right." If you understand, you're going against the sky. It took me 20 years of sitting meditation to understand the truth. I'll tell you now, count yourself lucky. You will be the third person in the entire Shaolin to start practicing the Dharma Heart Sutra. Your other master Huien, he was unlucky, when he went to participate in the martial arts league master competition, I hadn't figured it out, and when I did, his hands were wasted again. Come on, come on, come with ears.

I hurried over.

The abbot whispered: Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, and knowing is knowing. Knowing and doing not know is wisdom. I don't know what to know, it's childish. To know is not to know, and not to know is to know. You know this scripture, I know the Buddha, this sword Buddha knows me, you don't know. I know the girl's age, and you know the old man's admiration. I knew that the girl rejected me, but how could I know that I thought about you and others every day......

I was confused, and then I looked at the abbot, who fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth.

The monk of the Rejuvenation Temple told me that the abbot was no longer in serious trouble. The main reason is that the door of the top-secret document library has been closed, there are no windows inside, it is not breathable and not ventilated, the abbot has been in it for too long, and the brain is deprived of oxygen. Therefore, he was delirious for a while and talked nonsense. At present, the abbot is under observation, and it is estimated that he will be discharged from the hospital for a week.

At night, I meditate. Pondering the true meaning of the Dharma Heart Sutra as a blank piece of paper.

How is it possible? A scripture that is respected as a treasure by martial arts, a scripture that has achieved Shaolin's internal merit in the world, is actually a blank paper.

What was the purpose of Patriarch Bodhidharma in writing this Heart Sutra? What exactly does the blank paper imply?

Late at night, the clouds receded, and the windows poured in the white moonlight. I stared at the moonlight.

Moonlight is tangible and substantial, gentle and soft, comes silently, and goes without traces. Where does it come from, and where does it go when it's gone?

I suddenly felt that I was more interested in thinking about the meaning of life than in thinking about the Dharma Heart Sutra.

When I was born, my parents were nowhere to be found, and my uncle raised me, letting me herd cattle and sheep during the day and ask a teacher to teach me to read and write at night. Never have I ever been hungry and frozen. In my mind, they are like biological parents. However, they died, and were killed by the gangsters with the purple sword, so I came to the Shaolin Temple, wanting to learn martial arts and avenge the uncle in the future. However, although I have learned Vajra Fist, I have not yet learned it; I have learned Vajra Sword, but I can only scratch the surface; I want to learn the internal strength of the Dharma Heart Sutra, but the Dharma Heart Sutra is just a blank slate.

Where am I going? I should go to the rivers and lakes to inquire about the murderer after I have completed my martial arts. After finding the murderer, he cut off the murderer's head with a sword and carried it to the uncle's grave to comfort the uncle's family in the heavens. Then, I either found a woman to marry, retired from the rivers and lakes, or officially shaved my hair and converted to Buddhism.

What is the meaning of life? For now, it is to learn martial arts, learn Vajra Boxing, practice Vajra Sword, and understand this damn Dharma Heart Sutra.

The abbot of the Bodhidharma Heart Sutra is not expected to either. It's as unreliable as he says with his sixth sense.

Hui En's internal strength and mental method are not as good as the qigong of the white-bearded old man.

Yes, I should continue to practice the qigong of the white-bearded grandfather.

I need to learn martial arts as soon as possible.

I secretly made up my mind, and when I looked in front of the window again, the moonlight had disappeared. The probe looked up, and dark clouds filled the sky again.

I think it's just the darkness before dawn.

So I went to Master Hui En, and I said that I wanted to practice martial arts harder.

Hui En asked me: How long have you not caught a fish since the abbot got sick?

I'm a little embarrassed. Since the abbot moved into the Rejuvenation Temple, I haven't caught a fish again.

Hui En said: You will continue to catch it from tonight, and you will accept it for me when you catch it. As for King Kong Fist......

Before Hui En finished speaking, he took me to the martial arts training ground, pointed to the stone in the center of the field and said, When can you open this stone with one punch, your Vajra Fist will naturally be. As for the Vajra Sword......

Hui En still didn't finish his words, and pointed to Zhishu who was practicing martial arts in the distance and said: As long as you defeat him, you will be considered a complete learner. As for internal strength......

Hui En took me to the top-secret document vault, pointed to the eighteen bronze men guarding it, and said: As long as you can kill them, even if you have learned your internal skills.

So I practiced Sanfu in the summer and practiced Sanjiu in the east, and another two years passed.

In the past two years, I used Vajra Boxing to beat the stone in the center of the martial arts arena and fractured my finger three times, competed with Zhishu and sharpened his sword with Ganshuai 14 times, and found 18 bronze men to compete in internal strength, and was seriously injured twice.

I was a little frustrated and went to the abbot again.

I asked the abbot why I had practiced so hard and still made no progress.

The abbot said, "If you want to hurry, you can't reach it." I understand your feelings, you want to learn martial arts as soon as possible and go down the mountain to take revenge. So you're too attached. You are delusional. Those who practice martial arts are delusional, and over time there will be no progress in martial arts, and they may eventually go mad. Clear space, call your uncle Zu Huize to come in.

After a while, Hui Ze came.

The abbot continued: Those who have achieved great martial arts are neither happy nor angry, neither sad nor sad, no fear, no hatred and no thoughts. Your uncle Hui Ze has been famous in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he ranks in the top ten in the world of martial arts. and your master Huien are neck and neck in our Shaolin Temple. It is precisely because of his years of meditation practice that he has created his invincible ability.

As soon as the abbot finished speaking, he got up and slapped Hui Ze with a "snap".

Hui Zezheng was secretly proud when he heard this, and was suddenly slapped by the abbot, and he was immediately shocked.

The abbot didn't wait for him to open his mouth and continued to say to me: "See, even if your Uncle Huize is attacked by a sneak attack, he can still collapse in front of Mount Tai without changing his color, and the elk is happy on the left without an instant. Therefore, he can control the interests and harms, can treat the enemy, and can be invincible and invincible. This is the way to practice martial arts. Do you understand?

I saw that Hui Ze's face really changed from stunned to slightly proud, and I couldn't help but nod my head again and again.

At night, I sat on the top of the hill with a cool breeze blowing from my back.

The surroundings are peaceful.

I think the past two years have been too impatient.

Master Abbot was right. You can't force everything, and blindly pursuing breakthroughs may end up with nothing.

I should be still, still.

I sat cross-legged on the ground, and according to the mental method taught by Grandpa Whitebeard, I sat on the top of Shaolin Mountain and practiced qigong. No, it should be said that it is internal strength.

Suddenly, the spiritual platform was blank, there was no self, no things, no hatred, no resentment.

I only feel that there is a warm air in the dantian, traveling all over the body, and the air flow is endless, and it is long.

I sat down all night.

Coming down in the morning, I am full of energy and energy. Suddenly I felt the benefits of practicing internal strength quietly.

In the morning, I practiced Vajra boxing, and I only felt that the internal strength was abundant, and the qi wanted to come out of the fist.

When he was in the middle of his practice, he threw a punch at the stake that was a foot away. The stake fell in response.

I was overjoyed and immediately told Master Hui Yan about it.

Hui Eun was also excited. He practiced Vajra boxing in this temple. His record was to knock down a wooden stake five feet away.

Hye-eun asked me to show him a show on the spot.

I steadied my horse and threw a punch at another stake a foot away.

The stake didn't move, and when it came out again, it still didn't move.

No way. I don't believe it. I punched and punched, and the more I hit, the more urgent I became.

Hui Eun said stop fighting, look here.

I followed Hui En's gaze and saw that the first stake was unusually flat.

Hui Eun said that it was sawn off by someone else. When you throw your fist, someone else throws a stone at the same time and knocks the stake down, you see, the stake is inlaid with small pebbles.

I was disappointed.

At this time, Tomoki's laughter was heard in the distance. I looked back and saw that Tomoki was pretending to be boxing with a grin, and a group of teachers and nephews were surrounding him from a distance, and whoever he threw his fist at pretended to fall to the ground with an "ah".

Hui En and I gritted our teeth at the same time and said: Shameless.