華嚴經傳記 4.6

4.6

Monk Puji was a man from the northern mountains of Yongzhou. When he first went forth from the household life, he relied upon Dhyāna Master [Pu]yuan. His religious practices were pure and rigorous. He dwelt alone in the wilds and forests, never lodging among mortal society. Sitting cross-legged, he cultivated dhyāna until the end of his days. Roaming through desolate and perilous areas, he did not avoid jackals and tigers. Although he wandered beyond worldly affairs, he never let the scroll leave his hands, constantly reciting the entire Avataṃsaka [Sūtra] from memory and dedicating his karma in reliance upon it, once every two days as a constant practice. His tone was powerful and resonant, heard more than a li away. Once, his application of mind was so strenuous that he vomited several pecks of blood, ceased reciting, and abstained from food for three days. His companions in the Way grieved for him and were about to prepare medicine and decoctions, but Puji said, "The sūtras say that what worldly physicians heal, though cured, will arise again; what the Tathāgata heals will ultimately never reoccur. What need is there [for worldly remedies]?" (and so forth). Thereupon, he bathed and purified himself, arrayed fragrant flowers, bowed to the Buddhas of the ten directions, and chanted aloud with a raised voice. He then fully recovered as before. Ever since the Buddhist Dharma had been abolished, he fled into the Taibai Mountains. In his travels he packed no provisions, grazing on grasses as the season provided, chewing and swallowing them, none of which ever troubled him. He vowed that once the semblance teaching arose, he would sacrifice his body as an offering, cultivate the practices of Samantabhadra, and be born in the Land of Xianshou. At the beginning of the Kaihuang era, the Dharma-gates were widely promoted. As his wish had now been fulfilled, he immediately set about renouncing himself. He led a crowd together to the western cliff of Hui Valley, widely made great vows, and threw himself off to his death. People from near and far flocked there suddenly, filling the cliffs and valleys, and they erected a white pagoda for him on the high peak. Master Tong said (and so forth).