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法演禪師語錄 3.16

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3.16

Ascending the hall, he said: "There is no Dharma to be spoken: this is called expounding the Dharma. The night moon is austere and frozen; the frosty sky is piercingly cold. In the pond, the terrapin is frozen into a soft-shelled turtle. If I speak two more phrases, my tongue will turn to iron."

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