續傳燈錄 27.9

27.9

潭州大溈佛性法泰禪師。蜀人姓李氏。自幼業儒為文章有聲。忽厭俗出家得度受具。遍遊叢林親近諸耆宿。於五家宗派皆妙得其家風。獨於圓悟得髓。圓悟在道林蔣山皆命為首座。出世說法於德山。示眾曰。祖師道。欲得現前莫存順逆。釋迦老子是什麼破草鞋。一大藏教是拭不淨底故紙。達磨九年面壁瞌睡未惺。汝等諸人皮下無血眼裏無筋。更向這裏覓什麼椀。各請歸堂去。又曰。止止不須說我法妙難思。釋迦老子無端向淨地上放屙。諸增上慢者聞必不敬信。彼彼丈夫兒。諸人向什麼處見釋迦老子。若也見得入德山門。未入得德山室。且道德山室如何入。良久曰。三十年後。又曰。開口有時非開口有時是。麁言及細語皆歸第一義。釋迦老子盌鳴聲。達磨西來屎臭氣。唯有山前水牯牛。身放毫光照天地。又曰。法不爾而爾。暗去明來。道不然而然。雷奔雨驟。直得千江競注萬壑爭流。山頭白浪滔天。平地人魚共處。莫問道芽增長。如今頭上漫漫。雖然水到渠成。爭奈過猶不及。幸而雲收雨散浪息波停。杲日當空萬像同慶。且道大功不宰一句作麼生道。野老不知堯舜力。鼕鼕打鼓祭江神。又曰。寶劍拈來便用。豈有遲疑。眉毛剔起便行。更無回互。一切處騰今煥古。一切處截斷羅籠。不犯鋒芒亦非顧鑑。獨超物外則且置。萬機喪盡時如何。八月秋何處熱。又曰。聞聲悟道未免著水耳中。見色明心亦是撒沙眼裏。直得纖毫無障礙。空有等空平。下絕己躬上無攀仰。孤逈逈絕情塵。峭巍巍離分別。猶是那邊事且道這邊事又作麼生。休戀寒潭無影樹。且看六月雪花飛。又曰。動則影現覺則氷生。不動不覺土木無殊。衲僧到這裏須有轉身一路始得。若也轉得分三成六唱九作十。納須彌於芥子擲大千於方外。若轉不得守他山鬼窟。不免是精靈。又曰。達得人空法空。未稱祖佛家風。體得全用全照。亦非衲僧要妙。直須打破牢關識取向上一竅。如何是向上一竅。春寒料峭凍殺年少。又上堂曰。涅槃無異路。方便有多門。拈起拄杖云。看看山僧拄杖子。一口吸盡西江水。東海鯉魚𨁝跳上三十三天。帝釋忿怒把須彌山一摑粉碎。堅牢地神合掌讚嘆云。諦觀法王法法王法如是。以拄杖擊繩床下坐。又曰。德山入門便棒。平地生堆。臨濟入門便喝。無風起浪。俱胝只竪一指。未免顢頇。雪峯輥出三毬。小兒戲劇。到這裏總用不著。爭如六月三伏甘雨普滋。水足東皋禾青南畝。農夫鼓腹樵者高歌。古佛家風儼然如在。於斯會得共樂昇平。脫或未然只知事逐眼前過。不覺老從頭上來。

Chan Master Foxing Fatai of Dawei in Tanzhou was a native of Shu, whose secular surname was Li. From childhood he studied Confucianism and was renowned for his literary compositions. Suddenly wearying of the secular world, he left home, received ordination, and took the full precepts. He traveled extensively through the monasteries, associating closely with veteran elders. In the styles of the Five Houses, he attained their wondrous house styles, but with Yuanwu alone he attained the marrow. When Yuanwu was at Daolin and Jiangshan, he appointed him head monk at both. He entered the world to preach the Dharma at Deshan. He instructed the assembly, saying: 'The Patriarch said: "If you wish to attain it directly, hold no preference for following or opposing." What kind of worn straw sandal is old fellow Śākya? The entire great canon of teachings is waste paper used for wiping filth. Bodhidharma gazed at the wall for nine years without waking from his nap. You people have no blood beneath your skin and no sinews in your eyes. What bowl are you still looking for here? Each of you, please return to the hall!' He also said: '"Stop, stop, no need to speak! My Dharma is wondrous and hard to conceive." Old fellow Śākya needlessly discharged feces on pure ground. "Those of overweening pride, upon hearing it, will surely not revere or believe it." Each of you is a great fellow; where do you see old fellow Śākya? If you can see him, you have entered the gate of Deshan, but you have not yet entered the room of Deshan. Tell me, how does one enter Deshan's room?' After a long pause, he said: 'Thirty years later.' He also said: 'Opening the mouth is sometimes wrong; opening the mouth is sometimes right. Coarse words and subtle speech all return to the primary truth. Old fellow Śākya is the ringing of a bowl; Bodhidharma's coming from the West is the stench of excrement. There is only the water buffalo in front of the mountain, emitting rays of light from its body that illuminate heaven and earth.' He also said: 'The Dharma is not thus, yet it is thus: darkness departs and brightness arrives. The Way is not so, yet it is so: thunder roars and rain pours. It causes a thousand rivers to contend in rushing and ten thousand ravines to vie in flowing; white waves atop the mountain billow to heaven; on level ground humans and fish dwell together. Do not ask about the sprouting of the Way; right now, water is overflowing above your head. Although when water flows a channel is formed, how can one help that excess is just as bad as deficiency? Fortunately, the clouds gather and the rain scatters, the waves subside and the billows cease. The bright sun hangs in the sky, and all phenomena celebrate together. Tell me, how do you say a phrase of great merit that does not claim sovereignty?' He said: 'The rustic elder knows nothing of the power of Yao and Shun; dong-dong he beats the drum to sacrifice to the river god.' He also said: 'Take up the precious sword and use it at once—how could there be hesitation? Raise your eyebrows and walk at once—there is no longer any circumspection. Everywhere radiating past and illuminating present; everywhere cutting off cages and snares. Not running foul of the blade's edge, nor glancing around. Setting aside transcending external things all alone, what about when all workings are completely extinguished? In the autumn of the eighth month, where is it hot?' He also said: 'Awakening to the Way upon hearing a sound cannot avoid getting water in the ears; clarifying the mind upon seeing forms is also casting sand into the eyes. Even if you achieve complete freedom from the slightest obstruction, with emptiness and existence equally level, cutting off oneself below and having nothing to aspire to above, towering alone and cutting off emotional dust, sheer and lofty, separated from discrimination—this is still the affair over there. Tell me, what about the affair over here? Stop longing for the shadowless tree in the cold pool; just watch the snowflakes flying in the sixth month.' He also said: 'When there is movement, a shadow appears; when there is awareness, ice forms. Without movement and without awareness, one is no different from earth and wood. When a patch-robed monk arrives here, he must have a path to turn his body before he can succeed. If you can turn, dividing three into six, chanting nine as ten, you can place Mount Sumeru into a mustard seed and hurl the great chiliocosm beyond the four quarters. If you cannot turn, keeping guard over a ghost cave on the mountain, you inevitably remain a wraith.' He also said: 'Attaining the emptiness of persons and the emptiness of dharmas still does not match the house style of the patriarchs and buddhas. Realizing total function and total illumination is also not the essential wonder of a patch-robed monk. You must break through the iron pass and recognize the one aperture beyond. What is the one aperture beyond? The spring cold is biting, freezing the youth to death.' He also ascended the hall and said: '"Nirvāṇa has no divergent paths; expedient means have many gates." Raising his staff, he said: 'Look, look! This mountain monk's staff swallows all the water of the West River in a single gulp. The carp of the Eastern Sea leaps up to the thirty-three heavens. Śakra, in a rage, shatters Mount Sumeru to dust with a single slap. The firm Earth Spirit joins his palms and praises in admiration: "Carefully observe the Dharma of the King of Dharma; the Dharma of the King of Dharma is like this!" Striking the rope-bed with his staff, he stepped down from his seat. He also said: 'Deshan strikes with a stick as soon as one enters the gate: a mound rising on level ground. Linji shouts as soon as one enters the gate: raising waves where there is no wind. Juzhi merely raised a single finger: he could not avoid being muddle-headed. Xuefeng rolled out three balls: child's play. When arriving here, none of these can be applied at all. How does that compare to the three summer periods in the sixth month, when sweet rain universally nourishes: water suffices in the eastern marshes, and grain greens in the southern fields; the farmer pats his belly, and the woodcutter sings aloud. The house style of the ancient buddhas is vividly present. If you understand here, you will share the joy of peace and prosperity. If not, you will only know matters passing before your eyes, unaware of old age arriving on your head.'