續傳燈錄 12.25

12.25

太平州蕪湖縣吉祥訥禪師。僧問。昔日鳳凰臺畔已得圓通之機。今朝坐斷要津願唱西來之曲。師曰。日出卯用處不須生善巧。云今日學人得聞於未聞也。師曰。心不負人面無慚色。云可謂清音通碧漢。古曲盡咸聞。師曰。逢人但恁麼流通。乃曰。諸佛不出世。亦無有涅槃。祖師不西來。亦無所傳授。若一向恁麼去。釋迦老子飲氣吞聲。放一線道過這邊來。便見有佛有祖有師有承。山僧到這裏。進前不得退後無門。不免露箇消息。也要大家知委。還相委悉麼。良久曰。霹靂一聲驚宇宙。幾人猶在夢魂中。師到隱靜上堂曰。五峯影裏雙㵎聲中。草木青葱煙雲澹佇。風光溢目觸處可觀。然雖如是。秖如撞著道傍一句作麼生道。還知落處麼良久曰。玲瓏八面自迴合。峭峻一方誰敢窺。復曰。嘯月吟春水石問。忘機嬴得此心閑。無端打破空狼籍。羞對白雲歸舊山。

Chan Master Ne of Jixiang in Wuhu County, Taiping Prefecture. A monk asked, "Formerly by the Phoenix Terrace you attained the function of Yuantong; today, sitting across the crucial crossing, we request that you sing the tune of coming from the West." The Master said, "The sun rises at dawn; in application there is no need to contrive cleverness." The monk said, "Today this student has heard what was never heard before." The Master said, "When the mind does not wrong others, the face shows no shame." The monk said, "It may be said that the pure tone reaches the azure vault, and the ancient tune is heard by all." The Master said, "When you meet people, just circulate it like this." He then said, "The buddhas do not appear in the world, nor do they enter nirvāṇa; the Patriarchs did not come from the West, nor is there anything transmitted. If one goes entirely like this, old Śākya would swallow his breath and hold his tongue. But if a line of passage is opened to come over to this side, then one sees that there are buddhas, there are patriarchs, there are teachers, and there is transmission. When this mountain monk arrives here, there is no way forward and no door to retreat. Inevitably I must reveal a message to let everyone know. Do you comprehend it?" After a long pause, he said, "A crack of thunder startles the universe, yet how many are still lost in their dreaming souls?" When the Master arrived at Yinjing, he ascended the hall and said, "Amid the shadows of the five peaks, within the sound of the twin streams, the plants and trees are lush green, and the mist and clouds linger calmly. The scenery fills the eyes, visible everywhere. Even though it is like this, if you run into a phrase by the roadside, what would you say? Do you know where it settles?" After a long pause, he said, "Exquisitely multifaceted, it naturally curves together; on its steep and craggy single side, who dares peek?" He also said, "Whistling to the moon and chanting to the spring among waters and stones, forgetting cunning devices brings this mind leisure. For no reason the void was shattered and left in disarray; ashamed to face the white clouds, I return to my old mountain."