鎮州臨濟慧照禪師語錄 1.5

1.5

Among them was a great bhikṣu who, for the sake of the one great causal matter, resided on Mount Huangbo. Three times he approached with inquiries, and three times he was beaten. Later, at the shore of the Gao'an rapids under Old Master Dayu, he first received complete confirmation. Throughout his life he wielded the vajra-king jewel sword, slaying mortals when meeting mortals and slaying sages when meeting sages. As wind bends grass, his command extended to the eight quarters, like a snow-white elephant king, or like a golden-haired lion crouching on the ground and roaring, causing the hearts and brains of foxes and jackals to burst, and all beasts upon seeing him to tremble in their flanks. Like alarming billows and perilous crags standing sheer at ten thousand cubits, he made travellers on the path hesitate and dare not raise or lower their feet, fearing only the loss of body and life; even those seasoned in wielding tongs and hammer broke into a sweat at the sight of him.