
Shi Fu Zhang Yun and I

Shi Fu showed me a Bagua skill

My Shi Bo, Master Lu Shengli

It was the first time I met my Great Grandmaster Wang Peisheng

I (left 4) jioned my Kungfu aunt (left 6) 's wedding ceremony with
my Kungfu uncles in Beijing. From this party I can feel how close the people are in their
Kungfu family. Left 3 is my Shi Bo Lu Shengli, left 5 is my Shi Bo Zhang Deshan, left 7 is
my kungfu brother Mike, left 8 is my Shi Bo Zhao Zeren.

Grandmaster Wang demonstrated a Taiji application in 1995 Beijing
International Taiji Quan Conference

Grandmaster Wang demonstrated Jian

I was on Wudong Mountain

My Kungfu brothers and I demonstrated fighting skills in a Chinese
New Year Celeberation

I was teaching a seminar
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I
felt truly honored when Shi Fu Zhang Yun asked me to write the forward to this
book. The sword technique described here is a valuable part of Chinese martial art
history. Even more, it represents part of an amazing man's life and reflects the
fascinating story of how Yin Cheng Gong Fa came to be. All of this information is now
available to us in this book.
I began to learn about Yin
Cheng Gong Fa after I had been studying martial arts for about five years. During that
period, I had come across a picture in a martial arts magazine. I was hypnotized by the
beauty and mystique of what I saw. It was a picture of a temple cut right out of a cliff.
The temple seemed to float in the mist among twisted trees and jagged outcroppings of rock
and jade-green foliage. The picture had such a powerful impact on me that I carefully cut
it out and framed it. It hung in my room for several years. Rather frequently, I would
look deeply into it thinking that someday I would go there.
Little did I know that the
picture and the temple were going to play a major part of my life in the future. That
summer I turned eighteen and a chance encounter changed my life forever: I was fortunate
enough to meet Shi Fu Zhang Yun. My grandmother was the catalyst when she told me that a
friend of hers had introduced her to a man from Beijing, China. She went on to say that he
knew Taiji Quan and was very skilled and graceful. I showed no interest after she
mentioned that he did Taiji. There was no room in my book for such a meeting. I was
already almost a black belt in a "real" martial art. Why did I need to study a
bunch of slow geriatric-looking moves? My grandmother insisted, however, that I meet this
man from Beijing and at least talk to him. I hesitantly agreed and the day I met him
turned out to be a day I will never forget.
Thinking back to that day
brings up a lot of memories. I am almost embarrassed at how arrogant I was when, thinking
there would be nothing in it for me because I liked only fighting skill, I walked
reluctantly into his house. At that time, Shi Fu Zhang Yun had just recently arrived from
Beijing. He spoke maybe five words of English and had to have his friend translate. He
asked me what I studied and I confidently recited my rank and proudly reported the number
of trophies and medals I had won. He very humbly stated that he did Taiji Quan.
"Oh yeah, I've seen that. It's the slow moving stuff that old people do," I said
with a smile. "Taiji can be used for real fighting and can be very
effective," he calmly returned.
With that, he and his friend
began to move the furniture to clear a space. Then Shi Fu Zhang Yun stood up and politely
asked me if I wanted to try some fighting. As I attacked, the most bizarre thing happened
to me. I ended up on the floor with absolutely no clue how I got there. Every time I came
at Shi Fu Zhang Yun with a punch or a kick, I met emptiness. There he was, or at least I
thought he was but what I repeatedly found instead was the floor and I had no memory of
how got there.
Needless to say, after that
experience, I became Shi Fu Zhang Yun's biggest fan and his first student in the United
States. I studied with him one year before he decided he wanted to teach more students.
The group of students drawn to his classes grew quickly to about ten people, all of whom
were intensely dedicated to training with a teacher of such astonishing skill. For me, an
unbelievable opportunity presented itself after about three years of study. Shi Fu Zhang
Yun suggested that I go to China to study with his Kungfu family.
At first, this idea seemed
like only a wonderful dream, but soon I was working hard to save money for the journey of
a lifetime. Shi Fu Zhang Yun had constantly referred to his grandmaster Wang Peisheng and
his legendary skill. I was very eager to meet this man whom my teacher so deeply admired.
It was arranged that I would stay with Shi Fu Zhang Yun's Kungfu brother Lu
Shengli. Before I knew it, I had the money, the visa and the plane ticket and it was time
to leave.
Being in China was a
breathtaking experience from beginning to end and would take a book's worth of words to
describe. I stayed for four months, training six hours a day, six days a week. I lived
with Lu Shengli, an incredible martial artist, who took care of me and trained me every
day. As Shi Fu Zhang Yun's older Kungfu brother, Master Lu opened his home to me
and treated me like a nephew.
Master Lu, whom I called Shi
Bo meaning Kungfu uncle, was kind, warm and generous and had a
pleasant and chivalrous nature. Humble and always smiling at those he passed, he
nevertheless possessed an intensity in fighting that was matched by very few. He seemed
like a true warrior living in a modern day world. As you might expect, my training was
hard and intense, bringing tears at times. Looking back, I wouldn't trade those moments
for anything.
I will never forget my first
meeting with the grandmaster Wang Peisheng. Master Lu and I, along with my translator, had
hopped on a motorcycle and made our way towards Master Wang's house. Master Wang lives in
Beijing's old district, which has the aura of a town still tucked away in the last
century. We had dodged crowds of people and squeezed our way over narrow stone bridges
past ancient stone buildings with tiled roofs and lacquered windows. Elderly people
smoking tobacco pipes were sitting casually on walkways, their caged canaries beside them.
People wearing Mao-Tze-Dong era clothing turned the crowded streets into a patchwork of
drab blues and grays.
Master Wang's house seemed
hidden within an endless maze of alleys and intricate narrow backroads. As we made our way
from the motorcycle into his courtyard, I became increasingly anxious. We were met by
Master Wang's wife who led us to Master Wang's small room off the main house. There he
greeted us and invited us in. He had a large, pleasant smile and asked us to sit. The room
was large enough for a couch, two chairs, a table and a desk. He sat in a chair with the
table next to him and we sat on the couch. The room had some framed calligraphy and
pictures of family carefully placed on the wall above his head.
I was introduced as Zhang
Yun's student who had traveled from the United States to train. Master Wang was very
interested in what I had studied and asked several questions. He then began to talk about Taiji
and internal force. Suddenly, he jumped up from his chair and began to demonstrate
some Taiji and Bagua. I had never seen such movement or power from a person
before, especially from a person of his age. He seemed to grow ten feet and moved with an
astonishing grace and with fire in his eyes. I was in total awe of what was taking place.
Master Wang asked me to
stand and, as he demonstrated the moves on me, I was astounded by his ability. At times he
seemed to vanish as I pushed on him as precisely as I could. Yet if he wished, he could
become like a mountain. Then, hard as I might try, I could not move him. When he touched
me, the wave of energy that shot through me was like that of ten men. Most amazing was the
fact that his force was soft and undetectable until the last moment. He was relaxed and
could guide his force freely wherever and whenever he wished.
From that day on, I knew
that for me this Kungfu was going to be a way of life. I left feeling inspired and
so excited that I could not sleep that night. My translator and I spent every subsequent
day and late into each night discussing my lessons with Master Wang. I studied with Master
Lu during the week and with Master Wang on Sundays. Time moved quickly and one day Master
Lu approached me with news that was beyond anything I had dared to imagine. Shi Fu Zhang
Yun had told him if I had done well, I could be made a disciple of the Kungfu
family.
A Kungfu family has
an intricate system of teaching and accepting students. A student must find a master and
ask him for training. For at least three years, the master will teach the student only
very basic principles and skills. During that time, the master observes the
student's morals, character and desire to train. Then, the master decides if he wants the
student as a disciple. If the student is accepted, a large ceremony is held and the
student meets the Kungfu family. From that point on, he is considered a disciple
and as such, is charged with passing on the knowledge transmitted by the generations
before him. It is his duty to learn and preserve the techniques and philosophy of the
family.
According to tradition, when
a student becomes a disciple, he calls his master Shi Fu. "Shi" means
"master" or "teacher" and "Fu" means
"father." Accordingly, a disciple is called upon to respect his Shi Fu
not only as a teacher but also as a father. By the same token, a Shi Fu must look
after and nurture his students not only in their study of martial arts but also in the
moral development of their character and in the overall conduct of their lives. All
members of a Kungfu family are considered to be related to each other as though
they formed a biological family. The Kungfu brother of one's Shi Fu, for example,
becomes one's Kungfu uncle, as Master Lu became for me.
The day I became Shi Fu
Zhang Yun's in-door disciple and a member of the Kungfu family known as Yin Cheng Gong Fa,
was one of the most exciting days of my life. At the ceremony, Master Wang told me that I
was the first foreigner to join his martial arts family in the traditional way, having
followed the same course of study and met all the same standards as the Chinese members. I
could not believe my good fortune to be accepted as a full member of Yin Cheng Gong Fa.
Yin Cheng is Master Wang's
special literary Buddhist name (Fa Hou). It means "always to treat people with
honesty and from one's heart." When Master Wang studied Buddhism, his master gave him
this special name as a goal or aspiration to strive for. Gong Fa basically means Kungfu
family or "method of." Yin Cheng Gong Fa, then, refers to the method or Kungfu
family of the man known as Yin Cheng.
Becoming a member of this
group was truly an inspiring event for me. The family was made up of many martial art
masters who wanted to study with Master Wang. As a result, it included practitioners of
not only Taiji but also Xingyi, Bagua, Shaolin, Tantui,
Tongbei, Baiji, Paotui and many other styles. Master Wang, himself,
knows fifteen or more styles.
Having
practiced for nine years with Shi Fu Zhang Yun and twice intensively with Master Wang and
Master Lu in Beijing, I began to understand the real meaning of Yin Cheng Gong Fa. It is a
highly developed martial arts training system that applies high level principles to the
study of the martial arts and thereby makes it possible for students to understand more
fully the meaning and fundamental tenets of martial arts practice. It offers not only
clear explanations of basic principles but also many efficient techniques and training
suggestions for people at all skill levels. Much more than a simple combination of facts
and propositions, it is an integration of traditional wisdom and practice with more recent
modifications that have been developed by Master Wang and others to facilitate training by
practitioners all over the world and at all levels of expertise. It is a system imbued
with centuries-old methods and values that transforms and condenses this knowledge so that
students can incorporate it into any martial arts practice.
This system is not an
exclusive system. Nor does it advance any system or style as superior to others. It
encourages each practitioner to make individual choices about which forms to study and
generally which path to take in the pursuit of high level mastery. It has been used by
many practitioners to improve the performance of techniques and skills derived from the
whole spectrum of traditional martial arts styles.
Master Wang, as one of the
most outstanding martial arts masters in China today, has studied numerous martial arts
styles with many of the most famous Chinese masters. His training has been rigorous,
traditional, serious and lifelong. His expertise extends to a detailed knowledge of
traditional Chinese culture, including philosophy, history and the arts. Throughout his
life, he has prevailed in competitions with many famous masters and has justly earned a
reputation as one of the great masters of martial arts fighting techniques. He has devoted
his life to a thorough and deep exploration of the martial arts. During more than
sixty-five years of studying, practicing and teaching, he has gained superior skill in and
knowledge of a great variety of styles. Because of this, he has been able to gain insight
into the essential nature of the martial arts and to combine traditional knowledge with
his own experience to devise this new martial arts training system.
To understand Yin Cheng Gong
Fa is not an easy undertaking. With the publication of this book, there is now a way for
practitioners everywhere to learn the principles and methods of this system, which is at
once innovative and tradition-based. As one who has benefited enormously from Yin Cheng
Gong Fa training, I am delighted that this book is finally available.
Not only is the approach
described in this book unique but also it is important for what it represents in the
bigger picture. Master Wang's system provides a gateway to a world that has passed. There
has been much lost over the years as China makes the transition into the twentieth
century, including the fact that the martial way is no longer practiced by many martial
artists. People today must work all day and keep pace with the modern world. Very few can
train many hours a day for years on end as did the practitioners of the past. In general,
guns and modern weaponry have replaced skill and swords and spears.
What used to be an integral
part of Chinese culture and a vital part of everyday life has been diminished by the
passing of time. Nevertheless, martial arts skills, traditions and principles are
preserved by a dedicated few. Master Wang is one such man, working to pass this knowledge
on to the willing. Shi Fu Zhang Yun is another and this book, one can hope, is just the
beginning of many volumes aimed at preserving a part of classical martial arts history.
In this book, the reader
will learn about one of the most refined and revered of Chinese weapons, the double-edged
sword (Jian). Jian is a very special weapon with a long and significant
history. It was carried by generals and noblemen and was considered a gentlemen's weapon.
The skill required to wield it was regarded as refined and of a high level, attained by
only accomplished practitioners. Mastering the elements that make Jian form
beautiful and its applications effective is a challenging task. I feel that this book
offers the most comprehensive and detailed method for learning Jian form and its
applications. The details of where to direct the mind is especially characteristic of
Master Wang's method. With careful training, one can feel changes and sensations while
practicing the form. The insights passed down from master to student for generations give
the modern student a clear path to mastery of Jian. Master Wang's method of study
allows the student to perfect movements and to derive these movements from correct
principles and feelings.
When studying the sword form
by utilizing the points detailed by Master Wang, one feels instantly comfortable. The
sword that initially felt like an unwieldy piece of metal, eventually comes to feel like a
natural part of one's body. In my opinion, this book gives us a clear and safe way to
master a very challenging and beautiful weapon, Taiji Jian. Even more, it
gives us a way to understand Yin Cheng Gong Fa.
Near the end of my stay in
China, I decided it was time to travel. I wanted to see the Shaolin Temple and Wudang
Mountain. My uncle Lu Shengli was not happy with the idea of my traveling so far. I would
be traveling with only my translator and neither of us had a good idea of exactly how to
get to our destination. It took a lot of pleading to talk my poor uncle into allowing us
to take this risky trip.
Eventually my perseverance
succeeded and we boarded a train and headed for the Shaolin Temple. The Temple was
right out of the storybooks. Once again, this is a story in its own right. The most
fascinating part of the story centers on our experiences in the city of Wuhan which was on
the route to Wudang Mountain, the birthplace of Taiji Quan. When we arrived in
Wuhan, we had been on a bus for twenty-two hours. We exited the bus terminal tired
and in search of lodgings. This quickly became a problem and the search became a quest.
Although many reforms are currently taking place in China, travel outside the large cities
is still fraught with numerous difficulties. The hotels in Wuhan, for instance, were
either way too expensive or were not open to foreigners. Finally, we did find a cheap
hotel that was willing to let me stay for an extra fee. This discovery came just in the
nick of time because it had started to rain. The problem of rain turned disastrous as the
downpour continued non-stop for two days. We needed to get a train from Wuhan to Wudang
and the weather was causing a delay. I had to be back in Beijing to catch my flight home
and we were running out of time.
Finally after what seemed
like unbeatable odds, we managed to get on a train heading towards Wudang Mountain. The
question was where to get off. How far were we from our destination? When the train
stopped, the conductor's voice through the loudspeaker was very heavily accented and the
speaker system itself did not work very well. A man sitting a few seats away seemed to
sense our dilemma. His eyes were unusually bright and he just seemed like a martial artist
to me. He came over to sit beside us and began to explain that he had overheard us
discussing our plans to go to Wudang. He asked why we were so interested in going to the
Mountain. I explained that I was studying Taiji and internal Kungfu and
wanted to visit the birthplace of Taiji.
He smiled and said that Yuan
Fen had brought us together. Yuan Fen means "karma," suggesting that
in his opinion our encounter had not been accidental. After talking martial arts for about
two hours, the man seemed really to like us. Having said that it was his karmic duty to
help us, he told us exactly where to go, whom to ask for and where to stay. Shortly
thereafter, he got off the train and was never seen by us again.
At nightfall, we arrived at
the base of Wudang Mountain. We walked through a small village to a giant gate that marked
the beginning of our 12,500-foot journey into the sky. We managed to catch the last small
bus going up the mountain that night. It was an awe-inspiring and treacherous trip. At
times, the road that wound up the steep mountainside hugged the edge of a cliff that
dropped so far below us no bottom was visible. Finally after five hours, we arrived at a
small village about halfway up the mountain.
We were exhausted and made
our way to our room for the night. The next morning I was up at sunrise ready to start the
day and ventured outside to look at the mountain in the daylight. I climbed to the top of
a hill to gaze across the valley towards the tallest peak. There, cut right into the
cliff, was the temple in the picture I had hung in my room years before.
It was at this moment that
something inside me changed. The whole meaning of Kungfu and my spirituality came
into focus. The philosophy, the training, all those lessons seemed to stand before me just
as the temple stood before me now. From that point on, my experiences became only more
profound but were no longer a surprise.
I realized that high level
martial arts involve not only mastery of skills and techniques but also a special quality
of spirit that can come only from one's heart and mind. In some ways, the temple
exemplified this notion. The people who built it wanted to make something beautiful to
honor their God, but they could have built a beautiful temple anywhere. The fact that they
chose this high, craggy cliff and thereby set themselves an almost impossible task
suggests an intense devotion, a desire for perfection and a commitment to principle. High
level martial arts mastery demands similar qualities of practitioners. And like the temple
which has stood for over a thousand years revealing its greatness, high level martial arts
endure from generation to generation because of the spirit and values they represent.
Looking out
the window of the plane as I left Beijing, I knew that I would return to this age-old land
again and again. I knew, too, that one day the Yin Cheng Gong Fa system
would make its way into the mainstream of the martial arts community in the United States.
After all, that was our goal so that all could benefit from this wonderful method of
improving body and mind. This goal is served with the publication of Shi Fu Zhang Yun's
book and the growing popularity of Master Wang's methodology here in the United States and
abroad.
Strider Clark
Reno, Nevada
December 1, 1997
About the author:
Strider Clark has studied martial arts for more than
16 years. He is the black belt of Tae-kwon-do, Jiu-jitsu, Philippine stick fighting. He
learned more than 10 years in internal kungfu with Zhang Yun. He also got a special
intensive training with Master Wang Peisheng and Lu Shengli in Beijing. He is a graduate
of the Beijing Physical Science Research Center in Asian philosophy and martial arts. He
is the certificated internal kungfu instructor of Yin Cheng Gong Fa Association and
Beijing Wu Style Taiji Quan Association North America Branch. |