圓悟佛果禪師語錄 7.20

7.20

上堂，僧問：「臨濟三玄驗作家，如何是體中玄？」師云：「迅雷霹靂更驚群。」進云：「如何是句中玄？」師云：「切忌向三寸上辨。」進云：「如何是玄中玄？」師云：「棒頭有眼明如日。」進云：「如何是一印印泥？」師云：「脚跟下爛骨董地。」進云：「如何是一印印水？」師云：「沒嘴浸却。」進云：「如何是一印印空？」師云：「腦後圓光萬丈長。」進云：「為復一理？為復二義？」師云：「且鑽龜打瓦。」師乃云：「禪非意想，以意想參禪，則乖道絕功勳，以功勳學道則失，直須絕却意想，喚什麼作禪？脚跟下廓爾，無禪之禪，謂之真禪，如兔子懷胎，絕却功勳。喚什麼作道？頂門上照耀，無道之道，謂之真道，似蚌含明月。到箇裏，實際理地既明，金剛正體全現，然後山是山，水是水，僧是僧，俗是俗，萬法樅然，初無向背，乃呵呵大笑云：『山僧恁麼說話，大似無夢說夢，無事生事，若是明眼人覷見，一場敗闕。』且離意想絕功勳一句作麼生道？八臂夜叉擎鐵柱，忿怒那吒撲帝鐘。」

Ascending the hall, a monk asked: "Linji's three mysteries test the adepts. What is the mystery within the essence?" The Master said, "Swift thunder and a clap of lightning startle the crowd even more." The monk asked further, "What is the mystery within the phrase?" The Master said, "By all means avoid distinguishing it upon the three inches [of the tongue]." The monk asked further, "What is the mystery within the mystery?" The Master said, "The tip of the staff has an eye as bright as the sun." The monk asked further, "What is the one seal imprinting mud?" The Master said, "A total mess of antiquities under the heels." The monk asked further, "What is the one seal imprinting water?" The Master said, "Submerged without a trace." The monk asked further, "What is the one seal imprinting empty space?" The Master said, "Behind the head, a circular radiance ten thousand fathoms long." The monk asked further, "Is it one principle, or two meanings?" The Master said, "For now, bore the turtle and crack the tile." The Master then said: "Chan is not conceptual thought; if one investigates Chan with conceptual thought, then one turns away from the Way and cuts off meritorious achievements; if one studies the Way with meritorious achievements, then one loses it. One must directly cut off conceptual thought—what do you call Chan? Beneath the heels, wide open: the Chan of no-Chan is called true Chan, like a hare conceiving a fetus. Cut off meritorious achievements—what do you call the Way? Shining atop the crown of the head: the Way of no-Way is called the true Way, like an oyster containing the bright moon. Arriving here, the ground of ultimate reality is already clear, and the adamantine true essence is fully revealed. Thereafter, mountains are mountains, waters are waters, monks are monks, and laypeople are laypeople. The myriad phenomena are bristling, originally without facing or opposing." He then laughed out loud 'Ha, ha!' and said, "This mountain monk speaking like this is much like speaking of a dream without a dream, stirring up trouble where there is none. If a clear-eyed person catches sight of it, it is a total defeat. And how do you speak a phrase that leaves behind conceptual thought and cuts off meritorious achievements? An eight-armed yakṣa holds up an iron pillar; an enraged Nata hurls down Indra's bell."