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title: "新修科分六學僧傳 · 晉竺佛調"
description: "新修科分六學僧傳由元代僧人曇噩編撰。該書成於元代是佛教史傳的重要文獻。全書以六學即六度波羅蜜為綱領分佈列傳收錄歷代高僧事蹟。內容涵蓋譯經義解習禪明律護法感通等類別系統梳理了僧人的修行與貢獻。此傳在佛教史上地位顯著它延續了高僧傳的傳統並以獨特科判展現大乘菩薩道的修行次第對研究元代佛教及僧傳體例發展具有重要價值。"
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### 晉竺佛調者

天竺人也。師事佛圖澄。為人少緣飾。住山寺積年。有男子亡其姓。從調受道。其妻病亟。移舍寺外療治之。弟家居頗以為憂。且見調從外來。弟因致兄嫂問。調曰。卿兄如常疾者。亦覺漸愈已。而弟繼往謝和尚屈臨。其兄驚曰。老師豈甞且出妄也。兄弟爭不已以。問調。調笑而不答。調裹糗糒獨行深山中。動經年歲逮還。糗糒常有餘。或隨以行。天暮大雪。輒宿虎窟中。或者骸懼。久之尅日告逝。民聚觀。調曰。山河天地皆變滅。而況人乎。而得久長。但能專心清淨屏除三毒。形數雖乖。其會必同。言訖即以帔蒙頭。端坐而化。後教年弟子八人。入西山。俄見調立崖上。衣服鮮。明氣宇雄放。八人作禮曰。和尚固無恙乎。調笑首頷之。即失所在。歸而開視其塚。唯履在。

> A man from India. He studied under the renowned monk Fotudeng. He was plain and unadorned in his ways, living for years in a mountain temple. A certain man, whose surname has been lost to time, came to study the Way under him. When this man's wife fell gravely ill, she was moved outside the temple grounds for treatment. The man's brother, worried at home, happened to see the monk returning from outside, and asked about his brother and sister-in-law. The monk said, "Your brother is like anyone with an illness—he is gradually feeling better." Later, when the brother went to thank the monk for his kindness, his elder brother was astonished and said, "Did the master really come out this morning and say such a thing? That must be a falsehood." The two brothers argued back and forth, unable to settle the matter. Finally, they went to ask the monk directly. He merely smiled without answering. The monk would carry dried provisions and walk alone into the deep mountains, sometimes staying away for a year or more. Yet when he returned, he still had food left over. Once, when a disciple walked with him, night fell with heavy snow, and they took shelter in a tiger's den. The disciple trembled with fear. In time, the monk announced a day when he would pass away. People gathered to watch. He said, "The mountains, rivers, heavens, and earth all change and vanish—how much more so does a human life? If one seeks longevity, one need only focus the mind in purity and cast out the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance. Though our physical forms may differ, the ultimate meeting point is the same for all." Having spoken, he covered his head with his robe, sat upright, and passed away in meditation. Several years later, eight of his disciples entered the western mountains. Before long, they saw the monk standing on a cliff, his robes bright and fresh, his bearing majestic and free. The eight disciples bowed and said, "Master, you are truly well, after all!" The monk smiled and nodded, then vanished from sight. When the disciples returned and opened his tomb, they found only a pair of shoes inside.