The master didn’t attend any church — not because of any adverse feelings — but just because he didn’t feel the need or desire to go. He would sometimes visit to see old friends but that was it. The ceremony was unimportant to him.
The master had a new disciple who was a regular churchgoer. He began to skip church when he saw that the master didn’t bother to attend. Pretty soon he began to feel pretty bad and guilty about it.
When the master learned about this, he said to the disciple, “Of what use is it to copy my actions without my motivation? If you simply stop going to church in imitation of me, that doesn’t do you any good. The monkey who strums a guitar doesn’t become a musician.”