大唐內典錄 10.60

10.60

余曾於隰州有曇韻禪師。定州人。行年七十。隋末喪亂隱于離石比干山。常誦法華。欲寫其經。無人同志。如此積年。忽有書生無何而至云。所欲潔淨並能行之。於即清旦食訖入浴著淨衣。受八戒入淨室。口含檀香。燒香懸旛寂然抄寫。至暮方出。明又如初。曾不告倦。及經寫了如法嚫奉。相送出門斯須不見。乃至裝潢一如正法。韻受持讀之。七重裹結。一重一度香水洗手。初無暫廢。後遭胡賊。乃箱盛其經置高巖上。經年賊靜方尋不見。周慞窮覓。乃於巖下獲之。箱巾糜爛撥朽。見經如舊鮮好。余以貞觀十一年親自見之。

Formerly in Xi Prefecture, I knew Chan Master Tanyun, a man of Dingzhou. He was seventy years old. In the chaos at the end of the Sui, he secluded himself on Mount Bigan in Lishi. He constantly recited the Saddharmapuṇḍarīka, and wished to copy the sūtra, but there was no one of like mind. Years accumulated in this way, when suddenly a scholar arrived out of nowhere, saying, "Whatever purity you desire, I am able to practice it all." Thereupon, early in the morning after eating, he bathed, donned clean robes, received the eight precepts, and entered the clean chamber. Holding sandalwood incense in his mouth, burning incense, and hanging banners, he copied it in complete silence. Only at dusk did he emerge. The next day was again like the first, and he never complained of fatigue. When the sūtra copying was completed, Tanyun offered him donations according to the Dharma, and escorted him out the gate; in an instant, he vanished. Even the mounting and paper-treating were entirely in accord with the saddharma. Yun received, upheld, and read it; it was wrapped in seven layers of knots, and at each layer he washed his hands once with fragrant water, never temporarily neglecting this. Later, encountering barbarian bandits, he placed the sūtra in a box and set it upon a high cliff. After a year, when the bandits quieted down, he searched for it but could not find it. Searching everywhere in anxiety, he finally obtained it beneath the cliff. The box and cloth were rotten and decayed; sifting through the rot, he saw the sūtra fresh and fine as before. In the eleventh year of Zhenguan, I personally saw it.