[Pramāṇa](https://indike.org/pramana/) › [Indian literature](https://indike.org/pramana/in) › [Buddhist Literature](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha) › [Taishō Tripiṭaka (Chinese Buddhist canon)](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho) › [大明高僧傳](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2062) › 6.35 # 大明高僧傳 6.35 大明高僧傳 6.35 - **Language:** Classical Chinese ### [6.35](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2062.6.35) 釋行機自號簡堂。郡之楊氏子也。生知夙發趣向高邁。丰姿挺異才壓儒林。少棄妻孥勤學出世。精窮竺典逸貫三乘。竊欲離言單求直指。於是慕護國元公之道價。擔簦相依。稍觸鉗鎚密有契證。因住莞山而刀耕火神單丁者一十七年。甞有偈曰。地爐無火客囊空。雪似楊花落歲窮。拾得斷麻穿壞衲。不知身在寂寥中。每曰。某猶未穩在。豈以住山樂吾事耶。一日偶看斫樹倒地有聲。忽大悟平昔礙膺之物泮然氷釋。未幾適有江州圓通之命。乃曰。吾道行矣。即欣然曳杖應之。登座說云。圓通不開生藥舖。單單只賣死猫頭。不知那個無思算。喫著通身冷汗流。聞者無不絕倒。叢林至今稱焉。 > Śramaṇa Xingji, self-styled Jiantang, was a son of the Yang family of that commandery. His innate knowledge developed early, and his aspirations were lofty and transcendent. His countenance and demeanor were outstanding and remarkable, and his talent overshadowed the Confucian scholars. In his youth, he abandoned wife and children to diligently study world-transcending \[teachings\]. He thoroughly investigated the Indian scriptures, and his ease penetrated the three vehicles. Privately wishing to depart from words and seek solely the direct pointing, he therefore admired the reputation of Master Huguo Yuan, carrying his bamboo umbrella to rely on him. At the slight touch of the tongs and hammer, he had a secret accord and realization. Thereupon he resided at Mount Wan, tilling with knives and burning with fire, living alone for seventeen years. He once had a verse that ran: “In the ground-hearth there is no fire, the traveler’s bag is empty; / Snow like willow catkins falls at year’s end. / Picking up broken hemp, I thread my ruined patched robe, / Unaware that my body is amid desolation.” He would often say: “I am not yet secure. How could I make dwelling in the mountains my joy?” One day, he happened to watch a tree being chopped down, hitting the ground with a sound. Suddenly he attained great awakening; the thing that had troubled his chest in the past melted away like ice. Before long, it coincided that an invitation came from Yuantong in Jiangzhou. He then said: “My path shall now be practiced!” and gladly took up his staff to respond to it. Ascending the seat, he spoke, saying: “Yuantong does not open an herbal pharmacy; he only sells dead cats’ heads. I wonder which one without thoughts or calculations will take a bite and have cold sweat pouring over his whole body!” None who heard this failed to roar with laughter. The monastic community praises it to this day. > — English (machine translation) (machine translation) - [Previous: 6.34](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2062.6.34) - [Next: 6.36](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2062.6.36) - [Up: 6](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2062.6) ## Translations (1) - [English (machine translation)](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2062~en-mt.6.35) — English, machine translation ## Linked texts (1) - [續傳燈錄](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2077.31.18) — Classical Chinese --- Source: [https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2062.6.35](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2062.6.35) · Pramāṇa