#Zhang Sanfeng

[amongdragons]

Tai Chi, Zhang Songxi, Wudang and Fact Checking

Not so long ago, we’ve already examined the Wudang sword lineage, and it has raised reasonable doubts about the accuracy. And what about the traditional Tai Chi narrative?

[taekwondolifemagazine]

The Tai Chi Master (2024) is High Flying Fun

November 2, 2024 (NYC)– The Tai Chi Master (2024) is High Flying Fun.  The Tai Chi Master (2024) is the newest Chinese martial arts epic hitting US markets next week.  This Hi-YAH! Original, action packed epic will be available on Digital on November 12, 2024. Here is a synopsis and review of this Well Go USA Entertainment release.   SYNOPSIS: In the strife of the Song Dynasty’s end, Zhang…

[kungfuwushuworld]

Tai chi Tui shou (Pushing hands)

Push hands or tuishou (alternately spelled tuei shou or tuei sho) is a two-person training routine practiced in internal Chinese martial arts such as Baguazhang, Xingyiquan, Taijiquan (tài jí quán), and #Yiquan. It is also played as an international sport akin to Judo, Sumo and wrestling, such as in Taiwan, where the biannual Tai Chi World Cup is held.Pushing hands is said by t'ai chi's Chen family to have been created by Chen Wangting (1600–1680), the founder of the Chen-style t'ai chi ch'uan, and was originally known as hitting hands (da shou) or crossing hands (ke shou). Chen was said to have devised pushing hands methods for both empty hands and when armed with a spear. Other Tai Chi schools attribute the invention of pushing hands to mythical Zhang Sanfeng.

[tavina-writes]

@add1ctedt0you responding here in a new post bc the other one was long and this will also get pretty long! (also no worries about bothering me I'm never bothered by yelling about stuff I love yelling about stuff!!)

For your second question: I think there has to be a distinction between like "cultivator" and a traditional wuxia style martial artist. I kind of use this a bit too interchangeably in meta, but technically LOCH jianghu members aren't really cultivators. They're very human martial artist who don't get the chance to be immortal (I guess unless you're Zhang Sanfeng from HSDS who apparently lived to be 230 years old.) The distinction here is that typically (from what I understand) cultivator novels/cultivators are people who seek to cultivate to immortality/godhood/etc through whichever mode of action they've chosen. In traditional Chinese philosophy this sort of "cultivation" also means secluding oneself from the outside world and societal concerns and affairs.

A wuxia novel is about martial arts heroes who are tied up with dealing with societal affairs in the Jianghu. MDZS isn't really a traditional cultivator novel either -- it's a really interesting blend of genres and ideas, and I see a lot of the bones of traditional wuxia in it! Which is one of the reasons why I'm drawn to it!

The flying on swords bit is as far as I know, a cultivator novel thing, which, since LOCH isn't a cultivator novel, they can float, walk on water, scale surfaces we wouldn't be able to etc, but they can't fly on swords. The interview you mentioned with MXTX to my recollection said that MDZS cultivators live a maximum of 500 years. So my perception has always been that they can't achieve immortality either and probably live normal human lifespans.

I think for your first question, Novel!HYS will always be the king of my heart when it comes to just HOW much of a blorbo he is. This man is a dramatic kingpin he's. he's just SO.

Have a selection of some of my favorite book related pull quotes about him:

Venerable Lingzhi coldly replied, “I did see a young lady, but the one I saw was dead one, not a live one.” Huang Yaoshi’s heart turned cold, “What?” he quickly asked, his voice was trembling. Venerable Lingzhi replied, “About three days ago I saw a body of a young girl floating on the surface of the sea. She was wearing white clothes with a gold ring on her hair; originally her face must be so pretty. Ay! What a pity, what a pity! What a pity her body was swollen by the seawater.” What he described was exactly Huang Rong’s clothes and adornments, every single one was accurate. Huang Yaoshi’s mind was greatly troubled, his body shook, his face turned pale; a moment later he asked, “Are you telling me the truth?” Everybody else clearly saw Huang Rong boarded the small boat just a moment ago; now they heard how Venerable Lingzhi was deceiving this man, taking pleasure in others’ misfortune; but even as they saw Huang Yaoshi’s grieving face, nobody made any sound.

From Legend of the Condor Heroes, Chapter 22 "Wandering on a Shark's Back."

Further pull quotes from 22:

Ouyang Feng noticed his look and realized his grief had reached its peak so he started to have a murderous intent. Although he himself would not suffer a loss this oncoming force would not be easy to resist; hence he quickly said, “I had just come in on board this board today, and it was the first time I met all these people. When this Reverend saw some floating corpses, your daughter was not necessarily among them.” Sighing, he continued, “Your beloved daughter is such a good girl; it is very regrettable if she really died at such a young age. If my nephew found out, he would die of heartbreak.” This speech had shifted the blame from his own shoulder, but clearly did not offend either side. Listening to Ouyang Feng Huang Yaoshi was completely in shock; his heart sank in an instant. He was of the kind who loved to vent his anger to others; otherwise when the Twin Killers of the Dark Wind stole his manual, why did he break Lu Chengfeng and his other innocent disciple’s legs and expelled them from his school? This time he felt his chest was icy-cold, but his blood was boiling hot, just like when his beloved wife died some years ago. His hands were trembling, his face turned from snow white to crimson red alternatively. Everybody was looking at him in silence; their hearts were filled with unspeakable fear. Even Ouyang Feng was anxious; he gathered his ‘qi’ in his ‘dan tian’, his whole body was alert, ready to take any attack. The entire deck was unusually quiet. Suddenly Huang Yaoshi let out a long laugh, it sounded like a never ending dragon roar. This latest development has taken everybody by surprise; they were startled. They saw him facing upward and laughing wildly, getting louder and louder. His laughter had caused a chill in the air; those who listened to it felt more and more miserable. Gradually the laughter turned into weeping. The people could not bear it any longer, they felt like they shared his grief and were about to shed tears too.

Like, his reaction to hearing (inaccurately) that Huang Rong had died was just SO. Like, the thing about Novel!HYS is just that his emotions are SO vivid and so huge in amplitude. His highs are SO high and his lows are so low. Insane yoyo of a man. Beloved blorbo. What a guy.

The exquisiteness of the coffin wood, the various plants and rare orchids, the different flowers that bloom at different seasons, everything was Huang Yaoshi’s personal choice. They glittered under the moonlight, each radiating its own unique scent. Huang Rong pushed the tombstone three times to the left and three times to the right; then exerting her strength she pushed it forward. The tombstone slowly moved to the side, revealing a long and narrow stonewalled tunnel. She went in; and after making three turns she arrived at another secret door. Beyond this door was where the coffin was placed. The room was bright from the oil lamp inside a precious stone container, illuminating Huang Rong’s mother’s memorial tablet. Alone in that small underground room, seeing the painting of her deceased mother made by her father’s own hand, Huang Rong’s heart was filled with a roller coaster emotion; she thought, “I have never seen Mother. I wonder after I die, will I meet her? Was she really that young and beautiful as in the picture? Where is she right now? Is she at the sky above, or in the earth below, or still in this room? I am going to stay here forever to accompany her.” Along the wall of this tomb there were precious jewels, antique collections, and paintings and calligraphy from famous artists; each worth a fortune. After his wife died, Huang Yaoshi roamed the sea and lakes to collect these precious articles. Whether it was inside the imperial palace, or inside the house of some rich government official, or in a robbers’ den high up on the mountain; as long as he knew there was a treasure, he would come and steal or take it by force. His martial art was high, he had keen eyes and sophisticated taste; hence he managed to collect quite a bit of treasures piling up inside his wife’s grave. Huang Rong could see the bright pearls, beautiful jade, emeralds and amethysts glimmering under the firelight; she thought, “These precious jewels don’t have any feeling, yet they will live for million of years. Today I am looking at them in here, but in the future my body will turn into dust while they will still be here. Is it true that among the living things, the smart and intelligent won’t have a long life? Is it because she was so smart that my mother died when she was only twenty?”

From Chapter 19 "Great Waves and Schools of Sharks"

When she was little her father often took her here; he would tell her mother anything that happened outside, regardless of how trivial those matters were. In the past several years she did not go with her father as often yet it still did not surprise her to hear her father talking in front of the coffin. She was still upset with him, so she did not want to see him. She wanted to wait quietly until he left, but what she heard next surprised her. “I have found your heart’s desire,” he said, “I know you have suffered a lot that year you rewrote the Nine Yin Manual; I want to find it and burn it in your presence, so your spirit in heaven will be consoled. I have searched in vain for fifteen years, but today I have found it.” Huang Rong was surprised, “Where did Father get the Nine Yin Manual from?” she wondered. “I did not want to intentionally kill your son-in-law,” she heard her father continue. “But it was they who insisted on riding on that boat.” Huang Rong was puzzled, “Mother’s son-in-law? Is he talking about Brother Jing? He rode on that boat, then what?” She opened her ears wide and listened attentively. Huang Yaoshi recounted how miserable and lonely his life had become ever since his wife passed away and how bad he missed her. Huang Rong listened to him pouring out his heart and her own heart was filled with sorrow. “Brother Jing and I are merely teenagers and we love each other. I don’t think it is impossible to see each other in the future; but I cannot leave my father,” she thought.

From Chapter 19 "Great Waves and Schools of Sharks"

Huang Yaoshi loved his wife very much. Moreover, his wife died because she wanted to make him happy. Therefore, he wanted to commit suicide as a sacrifice to her. But he knew his martial art was profound, he would not die easily by hanging himself or simply drinking a poison. Plus, if he died on the island, he was sure his mute and deaf servants would mutilate his body. Hence he went to the mainland and kidnapped a highly skilled boat builder to build him this fancy boat. This boat’s keel was no different from a regular boat; except that the bottom of the boat was not nailed together with ordinary metal nails, but was put together by ropes and glue. Mooring on the marina it looked like an extremely magnificent and beautiful yacht; but as soon as it sailed to the sea, the waves would disintegrate the rope and glue, and the boat would certainly sink. Originally he intended to put his wife’s coffin on the boat, take the boat to the sea and while the waves rocked the boat, he would play with his jade flute the jade-colored tidal wave song; together with his wife they would be buried thousands of feet under the sea. This way he would make a clean end to his life and not disgrace his reputation as a martial art master of his age. However, every time he wanted to go he could not bear to take their daughter along; and who would raise her if he died? Finally he decided to build a tomb and placed his wife in it. He repainted the boat every year, so it always looked new. He was going to wait for their daughter to grow up before he would take his last voyage.

From Chapter 19 "Great Waves and Schools of Sharks"

LIKE. What a guy. What an experience. We KNOW how Feng Heng died, but Huang Rong is never traumatized by the fact that her mother died giving birth to her. Her father has never hit her, blamed her, spoken (.5) of an angry word to her, disciplined her... The first time he yelled at her in her life for talking to ZBT (who he had been torturing every day for 15 years at that point! and COULD have been super dangerous) she huffily up and RUNS AWAY bc "DAD DOESNT LOVE ME ANYMORE! SEE HOW YOU LIKE IT WHEN RONG'ER IS GONE!"

Novel!HYS bought his daughter toys and is always shown hugging her when they meet again or carrying her when she's injured and taught her anything she wanted to learn even though she was never interested in anything for longer than a month. He told her about her history, never faulted or blamed her, and loved and spoiled her until she was pretty much ungovernable.

Seeing the cupboard door suddenly shatter and reveal Guo Jing and Huang Rong, Huang Yaoshi and the Six Freaks leapt back from each other, startled and delighted at the same time. Suddenly seeing his beloved daughter, Huang Yaoshi was unsure if he was dreaming. He rubbed his eyes. “Rong’er, Rong’er,” he called out, “is it really you?” Huang Rong, still holding one palm enjoined with Guo Jing’s left, gave a slight smile and nodded her head, but said nothing. At this, Huang Yaoshi’s joy exceeded all expectations; putting other thoughts behind him, he laid Mei Chaofeng’s body down on a bench, went over to the cupboard, and sat down cross-legged. One touch of his daughter’s wrist, and he felt her pulse and breathing firm and steady. Then, reaching through the cupboard doorway, he pressed his left palm against Guo Jing’s right. The many currents of sizzling qi boiling and bubbling inside Guo Jing’s body were already unbearable in the extreme; by this point, there’d been several times when he’d wanted to leap up screaming and shouting to relieve the pressure. When Huang Yaoshi’s palm came to enjoin with his, a stream of inner power flowed through with tremendous force, and instantly he felt a gradual settlement. Using his right hand, Huang Yaoshi set about kneading and massaging all the critical acupoints on Guo Jing; so profound was his neigong that, in just the time it took to make a bowl of rice, he had saved Guo Jing’s life.

From Chapter 26 "New Allies, Old Arrangements"

His HIGHS are just as high as the lows are low.

Huang Yaoshi, upon hearing his beloved daughter had somehow become the Chief of the Beggar Gang, was utterly bewildered. “What a bizarre move from Brother Qi!” he remarked. “And how heretical of him! Perhaps he’s thinking of stealing my nickname – no longer being the ‘Northern Beggar’, and instead being the ‘Northern Heretic’? The ‘Five Greats’ would then be the ‘Eastern Beggar’, ‘Western Venom’, ‘Southern Emperor’, ‘Northern Heretic’, and ‘Central Who-Knows-What?’” Her tale having reached the fight between Huang Yaoshi and the Freaks, Huang Rong gave a laugh. “That’s all,” she said. “There’s no use me saying what happened next!” Huang Yaoshi announced: “I’m going to go and kill those four bastards Ouyang Feng, Lingzhi, Qiu Qianren and Yang Kang. Come with me and watch the fun, kid.” He was talking about killing people, but because he was looking fondly upon his beloved daughter, his face was all smiles. Taking a glance at the Freaks, he felt rather contrite. Yet although he knew himself to be clearly in the wrong, he was still unwilling to hang his head and admit a fault to anyone, only offering: “The movement of qi hasn’t turned out too badly. It didn’t make me harm someone good by accident.” As for Huang Rong, she’d originally resented the Freaks for prohibiting Guo Jing from getting married to her. But now that Mu Nianci and Yang Kang had gotten engaged, this issue had already been resolved. “Daddy,” she giggled, “how about admitting to the teachers that you made a mistake?” Huang Yaoshi gave a snort. “I’m going to go and find Western Venom,” he said, changing the subject. He added: “Jing’er, you come too.”

From Chapter 26 "New Allies, Old Arrangements"

He's HILARIOUS in the book too. Like, truly, this guy is FUNNY too on top of all his other personality traits. Why do people keep forgiving him of his crimes? He's talented at everything, incredibly funny, unhinged, without any manners whatsoever, and he KEEPS DOING CRIME and ADMITTING IT whenever he's accused of ANYTHING. What a funny situation it is that he finds out about a crime (15) minutes ago and then starts going "IT WAS ME. IT WAS ALL ME! I'D DO IT AGAIN! I'D DO IT WORSE THIS TIME! ALL THE CRIMES IN THE WORLD ARE MY FAULT!"

LIKE. There's also something to be said for the way that the narrator always says, "his beloved wife" "his beloved daughter." It gets me okay, that HYS is such a deeply traumatized person who reacts badly to almost everything (and is self aware he reacts badly to everything), but the narrator cannot pry him from the word 'love.' His love for his wife. His love for his daughter. The way he himself is defined by these mentions, how Feng Heng has never stopped haunting him.

I wrote about his relationship with Huang Rong and how unaffected his love for his daughter is by his trauma surrounding the death of his wife more here.

I wrote about another key scene with HYS and his backstory here.

Also if you want to cry about the boat thing some more:

in HSDS we learn that he finally DID go suicide boating after hearing that his daughter's entire family died at Xiangyang. Guo Xiang (who is the only survivor) comes to her grandfather's house on Peach Blossom Island to look for him and there's a line of "and the docks were empty, all of the boats had gone."

Just. "All of boats had gone." BREAKS ME.

[kkdas]

What is essential to practice Tao is to get rid of everything that causes us dislike and desires, or it is the cause of annoyance and irritation. If all these afflictions are not removed, it is impossible to achieve a serene and stable balance.

"As for a fertile field, which cannot produce good crops until the weeds are uprooted, desires and vain thoughts are the grasses and the gypsy of the mind; if not uprooted, concentration and wisdom can never develop."

(credit to Zhang Sanfeng, legendary Taijiquan creator).

[lifechanyuan]

Knowledge and Wisdom

雪峰

Xuefeng

(Translation edited by Jiejing)

In the movie "Fearless," Huo Yuanjia is a master of martial arts. His "Shadowless Fist" allows him to overcome enemies, catch them off guard, and make them defenseless. It is an unstoppable technique that leaves opponents unable to defend themselves and provides them no room for counterattacks.

The power of the "Shadowless Fist" lies in its lack of a fixed pattern. It is highly versatile, constantly changing, and adaptable to any situation. It may seem complex with only one move, yet it contains endless variations and techniques.

The "Shadowless Fist" is a technique without a technique. If you were to ask Huo Yuanjia, "Master Huo, how many patterns does your Shadowless Fist have, and how can one learn it?" Huo Yuanjia would not be able to give you a definitive answer because even he himself is uncertain.

The secret of the "Shadowless Fist" lies in its embodiment of the essence of martial arts. Regardless of the specific martial art, philosophy, thoughts, or methods, once it becomes one with the "Tao", it becomes unfathomable, only to be comprehended through personal insight, impossible to express in words.

Confucius once questioned Laozi about the Tao and later said to his disciples, "Birds, I know they can fly; fish, I know they can swim; beasts, I know they can run. Running beasts can be caught in a net, swimming fish can be caught with a mesh, and flying birds can be shot down with an arrow. As for the dragon, I simply don't know – it rides the winds and ascends directly to the ninth heaven. Today, having met Laozi, isn't he just like a dragon?"

Confucius, a sage renowned for his profound knowledge and wisdom, when faced with the wisdom of Laozi, lacked the ability to fully comprehend it. He could not perceive the limits of Laozi's wisdom because Laozi's wisdom, much like Huo Yuanjia's "Shadowless Fist," is something that is "without action, yet accomplishes everything." It is elusive, just like "not seeing its head when approaching, nor its tail when following." It is like a tiger trying to swallow the sky, with nowhere to find an opening.

The Buddha, Shakyamuni, spent over forty years teaching the Dharma, yet in the end, he stated that he had not truly said anything, nor had he given any teachings. He said to Subhuti, "Subhuti, do not say that the Tathagata thinks: 'I must expound the Dharma.' Do not have such a thought. Why? Because if someone says so, he will truly slander the Buddha and be unable to understand my teachings. Subhuti, when the Tathagata expounds the Dharma, there is truly no Dharma to teach. Yet, this is expediently termed as teaching the Dharma.” He went on and on, circling around, reversing, and repeating, but ultimately, he informed us that he had not said anything at all.

Wonderful! Because Buddha Shakyamuni attained enlightenment.

When I was contemplating how to explain the origin of the universe, unsure of how to effectively articulate it, one evening, as I was reading the Diamond Sutra, I burst into laughter. I laughed so hard that I had to bury my head in the blanket and suppress my laughter. I "saw" Buddha Shakyamuni laughing heartily too, and "saw" the Greatest Creator smiling as he walked away with hands behind his back.

In the novel "Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber" by the renowned master Jin Yong, Zhang Sanfeng teaches Zhang Wuji a unique sword technique. The peculiarity of this technique lies in the ability to forget about the sword technique itself. No matter how many moves or forms are taught, the ultimate goal is to reach a state where, after learning everything, one realizes they haven't learned any specific sword technique, yet it seems as if they have mastered all sword techniques. In reality, the sword technique taught by Zhang Sanfeng to Zhang Wuji bears a resemblance to Huo Yuanjia's "Shadowless Fist" in its profound nature, with the essence lying in the entering of the Tao.

The entire universe is composed of different levels of LIFE. We can liken this universe to a courtyard, a courtyard of LIFE, or a home of LIFE. However, to understand the mysteries of this courtyard of LIFE, one must utilize Zen. Zen, in this context, refers to ascending to a state of great wisdom through profound insights into LIFE. The significance of Lifechanyuan lies therein.

The purpose of the " Revelations" section is to provide explanations and insights into everyday phenomena, inspiring everyone to gain enlightenment. By extrapolating from specific instances and making connections, one can ultimately enter the Tao.

In" Revelations", I only write 100 articles, but in reality, I could write 100,000 articles, a billion articles, even countless articles. However, if readers cannot attain self-realization, no matter how much I write, what purpose does it serve?

In order to expedite everyone's path to enlightenment, let me provide a definition for knowledge and wisdom and explain their meanings and differences.

What is knowledge? It refers to the understanding and experiences acquired without personal contemplation and profound insights.

Everything learned from schools and churches, everything acquired from parents and masters, and everything obtained from books, magazines, movies, and television are considered knowledge.

What is wisdom? Wisdom refers to the ability gained through one's own brain's contemplation (analysis and judgment) or the perception of the heart.

Wisdom cannot be obtained through sight, hearing, taste, smell, or touch. Wisdom is the crystallization of thinking, the "child" of thinking, and the outcome of thinking.

When entering Lifechanyuan, one should not focus on acquiring knowledge but instead strive for wisdom. Otherwise, no matter how much I said, it will be in vain. " Silence might be better; the more I speak, the more confused you become."

In order to stimulate the birth of wisdom, I will now present several questions for everyone to contemplate in their free time. By the time I finish writing the 100 articles of " Revelations," I hope to witness the emergence of a large number of individuals who can attain "Anuttara Samyak Sambodhi" (supreme, profound, and perfect enlightenment). If fate allows, I will then discuss advanced spiritual cultivation and the "the Chapter of Preaching the Tao”.

1.Why are there so many stars in the sky?

2. Where is the Greatest Creator exactly?

3. How did the Earth start moving initially?

4.Why is there only one moon hanging in the sky?

5.Will the human population on Earth continue to increase infinitely? What is the best way to limit population growth?

6. How was the atmosphere formed?

7. Are wolves the ancestors of dogs?

8. Why don't humans have eyes on the back of their heads?

9. Why do species vary greatly, while human faces differ immensely?

10. Why do orange trees only bear oranges, and peach trees only bear peaches?

11. Despite being born from the same mother, why do siblings have such vastly different destinies?

12. With the same Earth and the same sky, why is there so little rain or snow over deserts and wastelands?

13. Why do carnivorous animals have lower reproductive abilities compared to herbivores? ...Why?

14. In the universe, which direction is up, and which direction is down?

15. Is empty space truly devoid of everything?

16. Assuming no major obstacles, to what extent can human development ultimately reach?

17. When someone unexpectedly encounters a car accident, is it a coincidence or a necessity?

18. "Who am I, really?"

[lingshanhermit]

Lingshan Hermit: No Saints in the Eyes of the Lowly

In the year of Jiachen, month of Wuchen, I happened upon an interpretation of Jin Yong's work. The author used the example of the Seven Heroes of Wudang from "Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre" to argue that these heroes were engaged in a covert battle for the position of sect leader. He spoke of the rivalry between Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou, and the threat Zhang Cuishan posed to Song Yuanqiao's leadership. Even Zhang Wuji, despite his indifference to worldly affairs, was unwittingly drawn into this conflict as Song Yuanqiao's adversary due to his fame from the Bright Peak battle and his contributions to protecting Wudang Mountain. The author implied that from Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou at the top to Zhang Songxi and Mo Shenggu at the bottom, everyone in the Wudang sect coveted the position of leader. Those who lacked the qualifications to become leader themselves aligned with different factions, mimicking the ways of the secular world. This interpretation would surely invite ridicule from true experts.

In my view, these claims are utterly baseless. The Seven Heroes of Wudang share a bond as close as brothers and are as pure as the wind and clear as the moon. Yu Lianzhou may be taciturn, Zhang Cuishan clever, and Yin Liting passionate, but they are all fundamentally good-hearted without any trace of treachery. Yet under this author's pen, they have been reduced to petty men, no different from the likes of Yinzhen and Yinsi, harboring ulterior motives with every word and action. Alas, the serenity of Wudang Mountain is no more, the Hall of True Warrior now a place of intrigue, and the brotherly affection among the Seven Heroes has vanished. Even a transcendent figure like Zhang Sanfeng has not escaped unscathed, being portrayed as little more than the founder of a lucrative brand. These interpreters judge the noble with the hearts of the petty and measure saints with the minds of ordinary men. It is truly lamentable.

In recent times, many such individuals have emerged, claiming to see through everything and boasting of unparalleled intelligence. In reality, this is but a defense mechanism born of past wounds. Though I possess no supernatural powers, I can glimpse the misfortunes in their lives. Born in harsh lands and evil places, they have only witnessed people devouring each other, where every morsel and every sip must be fought for, where one must eat others or be eaten. Thus, they assume all people in the world are like this. They do not know that there are many in this world who are guileless and treat others with genuine sincerity.

These people are truly pitiful. In their youth, they were deceived by relatives and friends. As they grew, they encountered only those who revered power and status, heard only of palace intrigues and manipulations, and witnessed only base and shameless acts. Having never experienced true human emotion in their lives, they assume all people in the world are the same. In their eyes, sages, scholars, heroes, and champions are all merely actors.

Such people never sleep soundly, have no one they can trust by their pillow, and must keep one eye open even while sleeping. How can they not believe that there are no good people in the world, no saints among men, that the world is full of schemes, and that all human actions are driven by self-interest?

Written by Lingshan Hermit on May 11, 2024.

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灵山居士：下士眼中无圣贤

[wtfwuxia]

There are a LOT of movies called the Tai Chi Master; this one is from 2022. As is customary, most of the characters do not survive. If you watch any wuxia, this is not a spoiler.

Set in the last years of the Southern Song Dynasty, when the country suffered from internal and external problems. It tells the story of Zhang Sanfeng who was obsessed with martial arts. Once his sect was destroyed, he was also involved in the conspiracy of the Demon Sect, and created the peerless magic skill of Tai Chi in the precarious society.

My favorite part of this movie was the giant silkworm caterpillar. I cannot tell you how much I want to ride into battle on a giant caterpillar that will helpfully spit silk to slow down my enemies.

This movie is loosely (VERY loosely) based on the life of Tai Chi Master, Zang Sanfeng

[imperium-wealth-management]

Watch "The killer looked down on the old man, but surprisingly, the old man turned out to be Zhang Sanfeng" on YouTube

Yup walk out move. Until stinky fucking tofu mother fuckers are removed.

I'll be bombing all day all night.

All of you.

[amongdragons]

Vérification des faits sur le Tai chi : résumé et FAQ

Eh bien, dans la partie précédente, nous avons découvert que Siming Neijia Quan (内家拳法) était le produit de développeurs avec une riche expérience taoïste. Ses premiers concepteurs sont issus de familles (Zhang 張, Ye 葉) historiquement liées au monastère de Wudang depuis plusieurs siècles. Que sait-on des successeurs de ce développement innovant ? Hélas, plus on est proche du présent, moins c’est…

[unstoppablechinese-blog]

Kung Fu Stories~武术大师—张三丰 Wushu master: Zhang Sanfeng 1

[the-history-of-fighting]

“Zhang Sanfeng is a legendary Taoist monk who is believed by some to have invented a style of fighting called Mien Chuen (Cotton Fist) that would evolve into modern day Tai Chi Chuan. While it is questionable whether he actually existed, the tradition of his influence on Tai Chi is a relatively long one”....Read More

[steelandcotton]

Recent Review-

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[lifechanyuan]

6. LIFE is graded, and the highest grade is the Greatest Creator

生命有等级，最高级就是上帝

The universe exists in order, and the essence of order is hierarchy.

Take stones as an example, the grade of a diamond is relatively high, while the grade of a stone that can be broken by hand is relatively low. The grade of ruby and sapphire is higher than that of cat's eye stone, and the grade of cat's eye stone is higher than that of yellow sapphire and spinel. The grades of yellow sapphires and spinels are higher than that of aquamarines and zircons, and they gradually decrease to emeralds, green gems, tourmalines, crystals, garnets, olivines, jades, wood fossils, nephrite, opal, moonstones, sunstones, turquoise, Hsiuyen jade, malachite, coral, pumice stone, granite and bluestone, all the way down to ordinary pebbles.

Taking humans as an example, according to the percentage of spirituality in human nature, there are eighteen grades of human beings. Jesus, Muhammad, Buddha Shakyamuni, and Laozi are the first grade; Saint Peter, Paul, and Tang Sanzang are the second grade; Chinese Taoist figures such as Zhang Sanfeng are the third grade; Beethoven, Bach, Rodin, Strauss, and Einstein are the fourth grade; Jiang Ziya, Zhang Liang, and Zhuge Liang are the fifth grade; rural farmers who are simple and untainted by the pollution of commodity society are the sixth grade; Washington, Lincoln, are the seventh grade; Florence Nightingale is the eighth grade; Shakespeare, Lu Xun, and Hu Shi are the ninth grade; Tang Taizong, Kangxi are the tenth grade; fictional characters from novels such as Liangshan heroes, Zhu Yingtai, Romeo, and Juliet are the eleventh grade; the vast majority of ordinary people are the twelfth grade; the vast majority of government officials in China since ancient times are the thirteenth grade; Shakespeare's characters such as Grindelwald, Sherlock, and the profit-seeking merchant Shylock are the fourteenth grade; people who live frivolously and live in the moment are the fifteenth grade; those who are selfish, self-interested, and do not uphold public ethics are the sixteenth grade; those who live in confusion are the seventeenth grade; those who confuse good and evil are the eighteenth grade.　　

Taking life as an example, from low to high, they are: life in molten lava and flames, life in ice and snow, life in eternal darkness, life in mountains and rocks, life in soil, life in water, life in air, plants, insects, land animals, aerial animals, livestock and poultry, dogs, human beings, people in the Thousand-year World, celestial beings in the Ten-thousand-year World, Buddhas in the Elysium World, gods in the Heaven World, and the Greatest Creator in the Zero World.

LIFE has grades, and wherever there are grades, there must be the highest grade. The highest grade of LIFE is the Greatest Creator.

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Zhang Sanfeng 2: Tai Chi Master (2020) นักพรตจางแห่งหุบเขามังกรพยัคฆ์

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2020, Zhang Sanfeng 2: Tai Chi Master (2020) นักพรตจางแห่งหุบเขามังกรพยัคฆ์, พฤษภาคม 2020

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Zhang Sanfeng 2: Tai Chi Master (2020) นักพรตจางแห่งหุบเขามังกรพยัคฆ์

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2020, Zhang Sanfeng 2: Tai Chi Master (2020) นักพรตจางแห่งหุบเขามังกรพยัคฆ์