佛祖統紀 9.32

9.32

禪師道悅。昭丘張氏。十二投玉泉依智者出家。誦大品般若及妙經。日為常課。時造寺之初未有鍾磬。師於泉源得怪石縣之。每誦經卷通輒扣下。聲韻清徹聞者肅然。幽冥之徒屢獲祥感。偶患水脹腹急如鼓。唯念般若求勝應。一夕腹水迸流洪腫消退。隋末兇賊朱粲率徒入山。師端坐不動曰。吾沙門也。浮幻形骸任加白刃。賊異之不敢犯。師身衣麻。終日止一食。常分其半以資飛走。或翔集房上。或招來掌中。慈善所熏忘懷無畏。衣雖弊壞絕無蚤蝨。常於隣居乞蝨養之。勸其莫殺。居山五十年。操行若一。臨終預與人別。即端坐合掌而逝。後有人見僧跪足擎鉢於清溪之上。自稱為般若師。蓋師常誦是經。人以是為稱也。

Dhyāna Master Daoyue was from the Zhang clan of Zhaoqiu. At the age of twelve, he went to Yuquan to rely on the Master of Wisdom (Zhiyi) and renounce the household life. He recited the Great Prajñā[-pāramitā Sūtra] and the Lotus Sūtra as his daily regular devotion. At that time, when the monastery was first founded, there were no bells or chimes; the master obtained a strange stone at the springhead and hung it up. Whenever he finished reciting a scroll of scripture, he struck it, and the resonant timbre was pure and piercing, solemnizing all who heard it. Beings of the dark unseen realms repeatedly had auspicious responses. Once he suffered from dropsy, his belly swollen tight like a drum; he simply recollected prajñā and sought a superior response. One night, the abdominal fluid gushed out and flowed away, and the great swelling vanished. At the end of the Sui, the fierce rebel Zhu Can led his gang into the mountains. The master sat upright and unmoving, saying: 'I am a śramaṇa. To this floating, illusory bodily form, you may apply your bare blades as you please.' Marveling at him, the bandits dared not violate him. The master clothed his body in hemp and ate only one meal a day. He constantly divided half of it to nourish birds and beasts; sometimes they hovered and flocked upon his room, sometimes they came into his palm at his beckoning. Permeated by kindness and compassion, he was free of clinging and without fear. Though his garments were tattered and ruined, they were utterly free of fleas and lice; he often begged lice from his neighbors to nurture them, urging them not to kill. He dwelt in the mountains for fifty years, his conduct constant and unvarying. Nearing the end, he bade farewell to others beforehand, then sat upright with palms joined and passed away. Later, someone saw a monk kneeling and raising an alms bowl above Qingxi, who called himself Master Prajñā; this was because the master constantly recited this scripture, and people had called him by that name.