宋高僧傳 28.19

28.19

釋巖俊，姓廉氏，邢臺人也。誕育之來，蔚繁神異，挺身去縛，誓入空門。從捧戒珠，終身圓瑩。乃持杯錫，言遍參尋，陟彼衡廬，登乎岷蜀。嘗至鳳林，欻逢深谷，見一區之晃耀，原七寶之縱橫。時同侶相顧曰：「奇哉！可俯拾乎？」俊曰：「古人鋤園，觸黃金若瓦礫耳。苟欲懷之，自速禍也。徯吾野菅覆頂，須此供四方僧。」言訖捨去，造謁舒州投子山主，問之曰：「客來昨宿何處？」俊曰：「在不動道場。」曰：「既言不動，曷由至此？」對曰：「至此豈是動耶？」曰：「元來宿不著處。」然山主默認許之。迨思還趙，路出陳留，抵今東京。屬乎梁少保隴西公資——即河陽節度使贈中書令芝之昆也——，雖居貴仕，酷信空門，接俊談玄，若劉遺民之奉賈遠也。相與議捨第宅俾建仁祠。俊弗讓違，以安形性。既考禪室而行祖風，慕道窮玄，堂宇盈塞。周高祖、世宗二帝潛隱地，與俊布衣之交，每登方丈，必施跪禮。及其即位，延遲優渥，至乎朝達，見必稽顙，高談虛論，若至寶山焉。以乾德丙寅三月示身有疾，彌留，弟子求醫奉藥，瞑目噤脣不食，垂誡門人後已，當怡顏儼肅，合掌訣眾而滅。享齡八十五，坐夏六十五。初俊被朝恩，賜紫袈裟也，受而不服；錫淨戒師號也，有而不稱。屬其策杖清羸，周祖勅侍者輩勿令大師一中食，俾其日昃更進佉闍尼矣。俊諾而難遵。慈柔被物，暨乎自狹而廣，實三院一門也——二堂東西，恒不減數百眾。五十年間，計供僧萬百千數。京城禪林，居其甲矣。以其年四月八日歸葬于東郊豐臺村，白塔存焉。于日神都寺院各率幡幢，吹貝鳴鐃，相繼二三里。道俗送殯者萬數。知制誥王著為碑昭懋厥德云。

Śramaṇa Yanjun, whose surname was Lian, was a native of Xingtai. From his birth, numerous miraculous signs manifested; he cast off his bonds and vowed to enter the gate of emptiness. Once he upheld the jewel of the precepts, he remained completely pure throughout his life. Carrying his almsbowl and staff, he traveled widely to study, scaling Mounts Heng and Lu, and ascending the Min and Shu regions. Once, arriving at Fenglin, he suddenly encountered a deep valley and saw an area shining brightly, covered everywhere with the seven precious treasures. At that time, his companions looked at each other and said, 'How extraordinary! May we bend down and gather them?' Jun said, 'When the ancients hoed the garden, gold was touched just like broken tiles. If you desire to keep it, you will only bring disaster upon yourselves. Wait until a thatched roof covers my head, and I shall need this to provide for monks from the four quarters.' Having spoken, he left. He paid his respects to the master of Mount Touzi in Shuzhou, who asked him, 'Where did the guest lodge last night?' Jun said, 'At the immovable place of awakening.' The master said, 'Since you call it immovable, how did you arrive here?' He replied, 'How could coming here be movement?' The master said, 'So you lodged nowhere from the start.' The mountain master silently acknowledged him. When he wished to return to Zhao, his route passed through Chenliu and reached present-day Dongjing. At that time, Duke of Longxi Zi, Junior Protector of the Liang—the elder brother of Zhi, Military Commissioner of Heyang and posthumously appointed Director of the Chancellery—though occupying a high noble office, harbored profound faith in the gate of emptiness. When he received Jun to discuss the esoteric, it was just like Liu Yimin serving Huiyuan. Together they agreed to donate his mansion to establish a benevolent monastery. Jun did not refuse, using it to settle body and nature. Having constructed meditation halls and promoted the ancestral tradition, those yearning for the Way and fathoming the esoteric filled the halls to overflowing. Before Emperor Gaozu and Emperor Shizong of the Later Zhou took the throne, they had been friends in plain clothes with Jun; whenever they entered his abbot's quarters, they invariably knelt before him. When they ascended the throne, they extended him generous hospitality. When court officials saw him, they inevitably prostrated; engaging in lofty discussion and transcendent inquiry with him was like reaching a mountain of treasures. In the third month of the bingyin year of Qiande, he manifested physical illness. In his final illness, his disciples sought doctors and offered medicine, but he closed his eyes and kept his lips tight, refusing food. Having imparted his final admonitions to his disciples, with a serene and dignified expression, he joined his palms, bid farewell to the assembly, and passed away. He lived to the age of eighty-five, with a saṅgha age of sixty-five. Earlier, when Jun received imperial favour and was granted a purple kāṣāya, he accepted it but did not wear it; when granted the title Master of Pure Precepts, he had it but did not use it. Because he walked with a staff and was frail and emaciated, Emperor Gaozu of the Zhou ordered his attendants not to limit the grand master to a single midday meal, and to have him take khādanīya snacks when the sun declined. Jun gave his assent, but found it difficult to comply. His compassion and gentleness reached all beings, and from small beginnings it expanded until there were three cloisters under a single gate—the two halls to the east and west never held fewer than several hundred people. Over fifty years, he provided offerings to hundreds of thousands of monks. Among the Chan monasteries of the capital, his ranked foremost. On the eighth day of the fourth month of that year, he was buried in Fengtai Village in the eastern suburbs, where a white pagoda still stands. On that day, the monasteries of the divine capital each led their banners and streamers, blew conches, and sounded cymbals, continuing uninterrupted for two or three li. Monastics and laypeople attending the funeral numbered in the tens of thousands. Drafting Official of the Secretariat Wang Zhu composed a stele inscription to proclaim and exalt his virtue.