Silver Age Seattle
Brotherhood of Thunders, The
Ancient Chinese Order of Celestial Monks
A long time ago, there was a family that owned a small farm. The father worked very hard to make the farm successful so that he would be able to leave it to his two sons when he died. The elder son, who was married, was named Der-Shin, while the younger son, who was not married, was named Der-Yi.
One day the father became very sick, and he knew that he would soon die. He gathered his sons together and said to them, “I wish to give this farm to both of you. Share it equally, and help each other to make it successful. I hope that it makes you as happy as it has made me.” With these words the father quietly passed away.
The sons divided the land equally and set about the task of building their own farms. Even though they had divided the land, they still cooperated, helping each other with the more difficult chores.
However, not long after the father died, Der-Shin’s wife decided that she and Der-Shin had not received enough land. After all, Der-Yi was single and didn’t need as much land as they did. So she began urging her husband to request more land from his brother.
Finally, after considerable provoking from his wife, Der-Shin demanded more land from Der-Yi. Because Der-Shin was much bigger and stronger, the only think Der-Yi could do was to concede in angry silence, like the angry clouds before a storm, and let his brother occupy more land.
However, Der-Shin’s wife was still not satisfied. When she saw how easy it was to get more land from her brother-in-law, she again urged her husband to demand more land. Again, Der-Yi could only consent to his brother’s demands. Still Der-Shin’s wife was not satisfied, and finally she demanded that Der-Yi leave all the land to her and her husband.
Der-Yi requested help from his relatives and friends, and begged them to mediate the conflict. None would help. They knew it was unfair for Der-Yi to be forced off his land, but they were afraid because they knew of Der-Sin’s violent temper.
Finally, Der-Yi decided to take a stand for what he knew was right. He decided to stay, even though his brother wanted him to leave. For this defiance, Der-Shin beat him very, very badly. Der-Yi was finally forced to leave his home and become a traveling street beggar.
One day while traveling in the Jeou Lien Mountain region of Fujian province, he saw several Shaolin priests in town on an expedition to purchase food. He knew that the Shaolin monks were good in Kung Fu, and he thought that if he could learn strong Shaolin Kung Fu he could beat Der-Shin and regain the land that was rightfully his.
He decided to follow the monks, and when they reached the temple he would request that they take him as a student of Kung Fu.
When they arrived at the temple he requested to see the Head Priest. The Head Priest welcomed him, and asked why he had requested the meeting. Der-Yi told the Head Priest his sad story, and asked to be taught Kung Fu so that he could regain his land.
The Head Priest looked at him, pondered for a few minutes, and finally said, “Der-Yi, if you are willing to endure the painfully hard training, then you are accepted as a student here.” With deep appreciation, Der-Yi knelt down and bowed to the Head Priest.
Early the next morning, Der-Yi was summoned to the back yard. The Head Priest was standing in front f a young willow tree, holding a calf. He said to Der-Yi, “Before you learn any Kung Fu you must first build up your strength. To do this you must hold this calf in your arms and jump over this willow tree fifty times in the morning and fifty times in the evening.” Der-Yi replied, “Yes, Master. This is a simple task and I will do it every day.”
From then on, Der-Yi held the calf in his arms and jumped over the willow tree every morning and every night. Days passed, weeks passed, months passed, and years passed. The calf grew into a cow and the small willow tree grew into a big tree. Still, Der-Yi, held the cow in his arms and jumped over the tree.
One day, as he was leaping over the tree, while a storm from the east was brewing overhead, a bolt of lightening struck Der-Yi, split the tree in half and killed the bull, while knocking Der-Yi to the ground with a tremendous crack of thunder. Stunned, Der-yi stood up and carried the dying cow to the temple, requesting to see the Head Priest. He asked, “Dear Master, I have held the cow and jumped over the willow tree for three years already, but I was struck by lightening and passed out of the world, then returned only to find the tree had been split and the cow dying. Do you think I am strong enough now to train Kung Fu?”
The Head Priest looked at him and the cow. He smiled and as he gave chi back to the cow so that it would return to life, said, “Der-Yi, you do not have to learn anymore. You have completed your Kung Fu training. Your strength is enough to regain your lost land. You should take this cow home with you and use it to cultivate your land.”
Der-Li looked at the Head Priest with surprise and asked, “If I have not learned any martial arts, what do I do if my brother comes to fight me again for my land?” The Head Priest laughed and said, “Do not worry, Der-Yi. If your brother comes to fight you again, simply pick up the cow and run towards him. There will be no fight.”
Der-Yi half-believed the Head Priest, but he also thought that perhaps the Head Priest was joking with him. He took the cow and left the Shaolin Temple. When he arrived home, he started to cultivate his land.
Der-Shin soon discovered his brother’s return. He decided to beat up his younger brother again and teach him an unforgettable lesson. After that, Der-Yi would never dare to return. When Der-Yi came to the rice field, he saw his brother running towards him, shouting in anger.
When Der-Yi saw his brother running towards him, he remembered what the Head Priest had said and immediately picked up the cow and ran towards his brother. As he ran, another bolt of lightening from the east came down and struck the bull he was carrying, which split into two monks, and to his left and to his right, they too split into many monks and began to run. Soon a small army of monks ran near Der-Yi. This surprised and shocked Der-Shin. He just could not believe that his brother possessed such strength, and had a small army to follow him. He turned around and ran away, never to return again.
Three Lessons Learned
Friends, this story has three lessons. The first is that you need patience and endurance to succeed. The second is that big successes always come from many little efforts. The third lesson is that the best way to win a fight is without fighting. Often you can win a fight with wisdom, and this is better than beating someone up.