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title: "空谷道澄禪師語錄 · 住重慶巴縣虎頭寺"
description: "空谷道澄禪師語錄是清代臨濟宗僧人道澄的語錄集由弟子德儒編撰並依駒本增補刊印。該書成於清朝反映當時禪宗發展面貌記錄了道澄禪師的開示語要機鋒問答及修行指導內容涵蓋心性論空觀及禪修實踐體現了臨濟宗直指人心見性成佛的宗風。作為清代禪宗重要文獻它為研究近代禪學思想與實踐提供了珍貴史料在佛教典籍中具有承先啟後的地位有助於理解禪法在明清時期的傳承與演變。"
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## 空谷道澄禪師語錄卷二

嗣法門人德儒編

順治十八年辛丑住重慶巴縣虎頭寺結夏。至殿門，以拄杖畫一圓相云：「唯有者箇圈子，人人都向者裏透過便好。」撩衣進云：「陟山知高低，履水覺淺深，惟有此處但識進退始得。」佛前，一喝云：「賊面雄心抹殺人，一場大事實非輕，三千界裏齊撩亂，八萬門中弄風聲，滿腹文章盡吐洩，遺流三藏教群英，而今張挂太平令，不許狐疑錯用心。」院主請上堂，近座云：「天晴日朗，地白風清，人和時至，物秀春臨，打開實相尋原主，擊碎虛空問覺靈。」陞座，告香云：「此瓣香，龍吟虎嘯，鸞舞鳳鳴，根深盤法界，葉大蓋乾坤，拈爇爐中，奉為當今萬歲萬萬歲，皇后齊年，太子千秋，伏願千邦進貢難稱意，萬國來朝可遂心。」次拈香云：「此瓣香，五葉彌繁霑德雨，四時盛茂賴仁風，拈來爇向爐中，奉為各籓殿下睿算千秋，文武百官福壽無疆，永作擎天玉柱，長為架海金梁。」復拈香云：「此瓣香，光前裕後，分枝發葉無邊際，長蕊開花遍界香，此是第二回拈爇爐中，供養臨濟正傳第三十一世上敏下樹本師和尚，用酬法乳之恩，伏願百萬須彌齊點首，無邊香海玉龍朝。」斂衣趺坐，維那白椎竟，師云：「不鼓自響，不鐘自鳴，內外高低，遠近齊聞。」以拄杖一卓云：「未聞者聽。」僧出作聽勢，師良久云：「聽麼？」進云：「聽。」師云：「拄杖與虛空作麼商量？」僧無語，師云：「也是布袋裏老鴉。」問：「靈山一脈發來，近有萬脈，請問和尚在那一脈？」師云：「山僧不被風雲轉，豈似輕塵妄逐流？」進云：「南嶽讓祖下又分成五宗派，和尚在那一派？」師云：「泰山有意傳春旨，明月無心映碧潭。」進云：「月未圓時如何？」師云：「上弦不讓下弦時。」問：「如何是靜中動？」師云：「舟行水面江心穩。」進云：「如何是動中靜？」師云：「山現雲中百鳥啼。」進云：「動靜二相了然不生如何？」師云：「保任你得太平。」問：「誰與風月為家？」師云：「野牛野馬。」進云：「還許收斂得麼？」師云：「天地無拘束。」進云：「亦任脫灑去。」師云：「拘執不少。」問：「離卻拄杖，別求方便。」師打，云：「者即方便。」乃云：「掀倒禪床，踢翻兀案，皆是宗門弄鬼眼睛；捲起門簾，放下水瓶，亦是禪家賣宗風。山僧分裏則不然，何如耶？佛不用念，有念非真；禪不用參，有參乖真；道不用學，有學昧真；佛不用成，有成悖真。且道又作麼生單用？一味平常，饑餐渴飲，不忘根本，冷熱厚薄，皆由誰覺？行住坐臥，豈有兩箇？洗碗抹盞，行行落款，搬柴運水，一團道理，行堂掃地，隨拈得趣，燃燭燒香，照徹本光，披衣展具，威儀抑抑，鞠躬禮佛，妙用何屈？繞壇經行，放出光明，上單恬靜，如鋒交陣，卷足睡眠，收斂俱全，覺起下單，動靜返觀，出戶舉步，步步相顧，宣揚默示，理事俱備，豎指拈拳，殺活縱橫，長歌短笑，多少奧妙？聚會言譚，大家團圞，施為一切，出乎自得。試問大眾：得箇甚麼？」喝一喝，云：「垂鉤四海，為釣驪龍，格外玄談，蓋尋知己。」以拄杖一卓，下座。

> In the eighteenth year of Shunzhi (1661), during the summer retreat at Hutou Temple in Chongqing’s Ba County, the master approached the temple gate and drew a circle with his staff, saying: “There is only this circle. If everyone could pass through it, that would be wonderful.” He lifted his robe and entered, saying: “Climbing a mountain reveals its heights, wading through water reveals its depths. Only here must one understand when to advance and when to retreat.” Before the Buddha, he gave a shout and said: “A thief’s face and a fierce heart kill people. This great matter is truly not trivial. In the three thousand realms turmoil reigns; through eighty thousand methods the wind stirs. The full flood of texts is poured out, leaving behind the Three Baskets to teach all beings. Now I raise the banner of peace so no one doubts or misdirects their mind.” The temple abbot requested the master to take the high seat. Approaching the seat, the master said: “The sky is clear, the sun bright, the earth white, the wind pure. People are harmonious, the season arrives, plants flourish, spring comes. Open the reality and seek the original master; shatter emptiness and ask the awakened spirit.” Ascending the seat, he offered incense, saying: “With this incense—where dragons roar, tigers howl, phoenixes dance, and the mythical luan bird sings—whose roots deeply entwine the Dharma-realm, whose leaves broadly cover heaven and earth, I offer it in the burner, dedicated first to our current emperor: may he live ten thousand years—nay, ten thousand times ten thousand—may the empress share his years, may the crown prince attain a thousand autumns. I pray: Though a thousand states pay tribute, it brings no contentment; though myriad kingdoms come to court, it satisfies the heart.” He then took up another incense stick and said: “This incense—whose five petals flourish with the rain of virtue, whose four seasons prosper with the wind of benevolence—I now offer in the burner, dedicated to each prince of the domains: may their wisdom and years reach a thousand autumns; to the civil and military officials: may their blessings and longevity know no bounds—may they ever be the jade pillars supporting heaven, forever the golden beams spanning the sea.” Taking a third incense stick, he said: “This incense—whose light shines before and after, whose branches and leaves spread boundlessly, whose blossoms long-lasted scent the whole world—I now offer in the burner for a second time, to the thirty-first patriarch of the Linji true lineage, my root teacher Shangmin Xiashu, in gratitude for the kindness of the Dharma-milk. I pray: May a million Mount Sumerus nod together; may the boundless fragrant sea and jade dragons pay homage.” Adjusting his robe and sitting cross-legged, after the rector struck the gavel, the master said: “Unbeaten, it resonates; unstruck, it rings. Inside and out, high and low, near and far—all hear together.” He struck his staff once and said: “Let those who have not heard now listen.” A monk came forward and made as if to listen. The master paused, then said: “Do you hear it?” The monk replied, “I hear it.” The master said: “What conversation is the staff having with emptiness?” The monk was silent. The master said: “It’s just an old crow in a cloth bag.” A monk asked: “The spirit of Vulture Peak has spread through ten thousand branches. Which branch does the master belong to?” The master replied: “This mountain monk is not moved by wind and clouds. How could I be like a speck of dust, vainly drifting downstream?” The monk pressed: “Under the ancient teacher Nanyue Rang, the teaching split into five houses. Which house does the master belong to?” The master said: “Mount Tai intends to convey spring’s message; the bright moon has no intention of reflecting on the blue pool.” The monk asked: “When the moon is not yet full, what then?” The master said: “The first quarter cedes nothing to the last quarter.” Another monk asked: “What is stillness within motion?” The master said: “A boat moves across the water’s surface, the river’s heart is calm.” The monk asked: “What is motion within stillness?” The master said: “Mountains appear within the clouds, a hundred birds sing.” The monk asked: “What if both stillness and motion are clearly unborn?” The master said: “Maintain it, and you’ll have peace.” Another asked: “Who makes their home with wind and moon?” The master said: “Wild ox, wild horse.” The monk asked: “Can it be contained?” The master said: “Heaven and earth hold no restraint.” The monk said: “Then let it be free and unrestrained.” The master said: “There’s no shortage of attachment.” A monk asked: “If we set aside the staff, is there another expedient method?” The master struck him and said: “This is an expedient method.” Then the master said: “Overturning the meditation seat, kicking over the table—these are just tricks of the ancestral school. Rolling up the door curtain, setting down the water bottle—these are also ways Zen practitioners sell their style. But in this mountain monk’s view, it’s not like that. How is it? The Buddha need not be recited; recitation is not true. Zen need not be entered; practice misses the true. The Way need not be studied; studying obscures the true. Buddhahood need not be attained; attainment violates the true. So what is to be done? Simply use it as it is: eat when hungry, drink when thirsty, never forgetting the root. What we call cold and hot, thick and thin—who perceives them? Walking, standing, sitting, lying—there are not two things. Washing bowls, wiping cups—every action follows its mark. Carrying firewood, hauling water—an entire principle. Serving meals, sweeping floors—whatever you pick up brings joy. Lighting candles, burning incense—shine clear on your true light. Adjusting robes, spreading mats—a dignified manner. Bowing to the Buddha—what wondrous function cannot bend? Circumambulating the altar—radiate bright light. Sitting quietly on your seat—like a sword in battle. Folding your feet and sleeping—fully gathered. Waking and rising—observe the dynamic and still within. Stepping out the door—every step attends to its neighbor. Proclaim aloud, or silently reveal—both principle and affairs are complete. Raising a finger, holding a fist—killing and enlivening at will. A long song, a short laugh—how many subtleties are there? Gathering for talks—everyone together in a circle. All actions arise spontaneously. May I ask the assembly: What do you attain?” He gave a shout and said: “I cast my hook into the four seas to catch the dragon. Words beyond categories seek understanding from a knowing one.” He struck his staff once and descended the seat.

四月八日，上堂。拈香竟，問：「滿月彎弓時如何？」師云：「緊顧性命。」僧作畏勢，師打，云：「畏即不中。」問：「黑白未分時如何？」師云：「日腳不定。」進云：「全黑如何？」師云：「貴乎行不到。」進云：「全白如何？」師云：「孤負前程。」進云：「如何纔不辜負？」師云：「只饒做到彌勒下生，秪好扯箇直過。」問：「釋迦降生為一大事因緣，和尚出世為箇甚麼？」師云：「天墜挐雲補，山崩撾泥扶。」進云：「還有為處也無？」師云：「有。」進云：「請和尚道。」師打，云：「莫效盲龜跛鱉，處處猖狂。」問：「者段家風，人人本具，因甚斷臂求道？」師云：「錯會不少。」進云：「如何纔不錯？」師云：「因疼發出就中機。」問：「佛本無去來，何道今日生？」師云：「日月不離須彌轉，世人虛妄道出沒。」問：「離四句，絕百非，向甚麼處指示？」師云：「指即非生。」進云：「如何是玄中玄？」師云：「泥牛吼大千。」進云：「如何是妙裏妙？」師云：「石虎追風嘯。」乃云：「今朝四月八，黃金出玉匣，優缽羅花開，星宮週遍匝，天鼓六搖振，蓮盆龍現甲，十九入雪山，六載得機括，七七教人天，結積三藏法，直至如今一點用不著。幸有達磨安心恰，近來香水滿江流，脅下三拳舊病發，兒孫遍地做良醫，砒霜調酒狠毒壓，只教人人斷命根，著耳耳聾點眼瞎，但從幾箇草頭方，都向人間療臂瘩。看起來，沒傝𠎷，兒孫自有兒孫福，何如區區受煎？所以，山僧只教諸仁者自休自歇始得，不在窮覽三教、貫習古今，向一言之下潔白自在、悟徹明白，自然一塵不立、萬境皆空，頭頭體露、處處明了，說甚麼古往今來，盡在一毫頭上得箇大解脫、大自在去也。試問大眾：如何得大自在去也？隻履歸西去，更不復徘徊，萬緣隨我了，一任百花開。」擲下拄杖，云：「放下千斤擔，隨心處處獃。」下座。

上堂。云：「法席孤高來客少，花筵直下去人多，寒山平日呵呵笑，看來箇中有幾何？此有英豪者麼？」問：「年年三十，月月十五，正恁麼時作甚麼日腳？」師云：「臨機不問時多少？但觀江心月缺圓。」問：「鴉能返哺，羊有跪乳，人將何酬？」師云：「腳跟下薦取。」進云：「離了腳跟，又向何處薦？」師云：「不離日用，莫隨日用，離與不離，隨事逼迸。」問：「如何是曹山境？」師云：「未巖麵山，茶池酒井。」進云：「如何是境中人？」師云：「鼻直口橫，眉長眼圓。」問：「如何是父母未生前一著道理？」豎杖云：「明歷歷。」進云：「已生後如何？」師云：「黑漆漆。」問：「如何是佛？」師舉杖云：「看。」進云：「如何是法？」師以杖一卓云：「聽。」進云：「如何是僧？」師云：「覷。」僧作禮。師云：「莫隨聲色，自獲清徹。」問：「朦朧漢子得大意也麼？」師云：「小人智過君子。」進云：「君子小人，是一是二？」師云：「凡聖無二，智愚有殊。」問：「明月照東時如何？」師云：「家家開窗戶。」進云：「明月照西時如何？」師云：「處處掩柴扉。」進云：「明月當空又作麼生？」師云：「術士壺籃別有天。」問：「二十年前為甚麼降魔？」師云：「掄戈掃盡無明賊，揮劍招回負心臣。」進云：「二十年後為甚不降魔？」師云：「時平不慮蕭墻事，世泰何須再起謀？」問：「王道化世間，祖道化出世，如何還有三塗地獄？」師云：「盲人不畏坑塹，聾子豈聽梵音？」進云：「天堂地獄實有無？」師云：「瞞自心不得。」問：「如何是太平境界？」師云：「海晏河清。」進云：「如何是人中主？」師云：「智高天下，德重十方。」進云：「如何是禪中主？」師云：「一字不通，文錢不值。」問：「如何是明心見性？」師云：「不識。」乃云：「見性超三界，彈指越河沙，無非要本分中見得清徹，了得潔白，纔不受瞞。此事無論貴賤、賢愚、上中下，一切品類均同者點妙用。蓋因世人不肯勇猛精進，隨影逐物，聲色流轉，因此有貴賤、賢愚、上中下等等差別名相，所以吾佛教中一雨普潤，各得增長。即如今日，一言之下各得恰合，直下承當。如何是承當一句？任從滄海變，我獨自悠然。」下座。

上堂。云：「大韝爐開，單煆眉上生輝漢子；棒喝交馳，獨打脊下有血丈夫。」舉棒從虛一揮，云：「者一棒，打碎虛空甚麼狀？」一喝，云：「者一喝，喝倒須彌世界闊。是我者家人，喫者家飯，說者家話，此中有麼？」問：「曾不學道參禪，拾把金剛王寶劍截斷天下老和尚舌頭，今日和尚將何抵敵？」師搖手作退勢，云：「君子避酒客。」進云：「和尚還有恐怖？」師云：「切莫詐名頭。」僧將具一拂而退。師云：「果是一箇漂浮漢。」問：「獅子出林時如何？」師云：「野獸潛形，石人不驚。」進云：「未出林時如何？」師云：「獨抱一天春。」問：「請求直指西來意。」師云：「當時告寂去，遺履竊天臺。」進云：「二祖安心事如何？」師打云：「安心竟。」問：「如何是三寶？」師云：「你是箇甚麼？」僧無語。師云：「伎倆有盡。」問：「如何是鬼神覷不破之機？」師豎拳，云：「且道山僧掌心是箇甚麼字？」進云：「不識。」師云：「為長老家，元字腳不識，豈況鬼神乎？」乃云：「唯有者箇元字腳，天人難摸𢱢，是我蒲團高上客，岡然把著半頭角。」舉：「天親菩薩從彌勒內院而下，無著菩薩問曰：『人間四百年，彼天為一晝夜，彌勒於一時中成就五百億天子，證無生法忍，未審說甚麼法？』天親曰：『祗說者箇法，祗是梵音清雅，令人樂聞。』所以云：三界為心，十方共說，無非者箇。且道者箇是甚麼？吩咐禪那休說破，說出破錢不值文。」

上堂。「龍躍山前豎法幢，無邊世界得清涼，一莖白棒撥凡聖，幾箇男兒上戰場。」僧出班欲作禮，師便打云：「是凡是聖？」進云：「是僧。」師云：「過也。早知是僧，吾當禮。」僧禮。師云：「病中膏肓難療，既受湯丸易治。」問：「者場大事何了？」師云：「月到天心白，人逢三十忙。」問：「如何是獅王吼處？」師云：「驚震五湖，頑皮不聞。」進云：「學人聞否？」師云：「土木偶人，不睹不聞。」問：「如何是選佛場？」師云：「法幢處處張，獨不選兒郎。」進云：「因甚不選某甲？」師云：「為爾自不作佛。」問：「雲從龍，風從虎。仰山拄杖從雷雨，和尚從箇甚麼？」師云：「拂子一揮山海動，太行難比勝崑崙。」問：「清淨比丘不上天堂，造孽眾生不下地獄時是如何？」師云：「二俱不著。」乃云：「不著空空與不空，三世如來一樣同。如站千峰頂上，似行萬仞崖中。四邊荊棘八方火，一踏煙霞定化龍。」以拄杖一卓，下座。

上堂。「拄杖𨁝跳，正令施行，擬心即錯，開口乖真，此中誰來當機？」僧近禮竟，疾歸本位，師舉起拄杖云：「獨妨山僧者一著。」問：「火燒初禪，有何憑據？」師云：「但看祝公爐，煙塵未消歇。」進云：「水渰二禪和尚向甚麼處安身立命？」師云：「他方任變，我國晏然。」進云：「風捲三禪如何？」師打云：「打脫三界，劫盡無礙。」進云：「何法能脫？」師復打云：「者裏摸索。頌曰：懶融問罷三禪盡，解脫句中見血淋，滿面春風不失色，將來一日可為人。」問：「不經行，不打坐，向何處悟？」師喝云：「汝因甚迷？」進云：「不用只一喝。」師云：「獅兒未瞠眼，瞠眼識好惡。聽頌：三十年前求悟不得，三十年後求迷不得，勿論瞠眼合目，祗要皮下有血。」問：「青山雲疊疊時如何？」師云：「夢眼未曾開。」進云：「開後如何？」師云：「還我雲山來。」進云：「向甚麼處見？」師云：「日出天明，雨落地暗。」問：「如何是笑呵呵？」師云：「得意忘憂。」進云：「如何是哭啼啼？」師云：「逐境迷心。」進云：「上古云：『眾生度盡。』因甚度不盡？」師云：「夜靜水寒魚不餌，金鉤空放在湖灘。」問：「鐵牛入草場，不見蹤和跡。」師云：「害物傷苗。」進云：「何處見得？」師打云：「著眼。頌曰：犯人苗稼幾番，問他只是不認。一棒打折驢腰，從今向後謹慎。」問：「臨濟有三玄三要，如何是第一玄？」師云：「凡夫抱佛眠。」進云：「如何是第二玄？」師云：「龜毛索上打鞦韆。」進云：「如何是第三玄？」師云：「廟門石虎飛上天。」進云：「如何是第一要？」師一卓云：「拄杖先蹼跳。」進云：「如何是第二要？」師云：「鵲噪有客到。」進云：「如何是第三要？」師云：「金獅謾言豹。偈云：三玄並三要，點額魚未到。而今龍門高，也要儘一跳。」問：「弟子意性不明，望師垂示。」師乃云：「意性不明逐問誰？疑情之上更加疑。忽然打破疑團子，本無少欠不多餘。」舉：「百丈謂眾曰：『佛法不是小事，老僧昔日被馬祖一喝，直得三日耳聾。』黃檗聞舉，不覺吐舌。試問大眾：此事是難？是易？切莫作難，亦莫為易。百丈不箇披虎皮嚇人，黃檗只得假裝怕勢，都是打鬼就鬼，切莫作耳聾吐舌會。」問：「作甚麼會？」師云：「山僧害耳聵。」僧張牙舞爪作虎勢，師亦吐舌作怕怖。「呵呵！分明是無帽討帽戴，惹火自燒身。」啐一聲，下座。

上堂。問：「鐵牛未現形如何？」師云：「頑皮太厚。」進云：「現形如何？」師云：「賤骨空高。」問：「昱霍母難，如何報答？」師云：「只須死法。」進云：「何得如是？」師云：「恣縱恩情活地獄，剿除孽障死天堂。」問：「十方婆伽梵，一路涅槃門，和尚以那一門接引後學？」師云：「棒喝兩途，權實雙舉，逆之順之，凡聖皆取。」問：「龐公云：『十方雲來集，箇箇學無為，此是選佛場，心空及第歸。』是否？」師云：「是。」進云：「眼裏不夾沙。」師云：「眼裏納泰山。」進云：「道是不空。」師云：「道本不空。」進云：「空的是？不空的是？」師云：「總不是。」問：「舉足動步，四面風響，是甚麼意？」師云：「只因鞋短腳板長。」問：「學人今日生，如何是父母未生前面目？」師舉杖，云：「覷。」進云：「破家蕩產，無一報恩。」師良久，云：「恩報竟。」問：「佛開八萬四千門，和尚將那一條門路接人？」師豎杖，云：「除此一事實，餘二則非真。」進云：「如今已度多少？」師云：「莫妄下註腳。」問：「昨日今朝即不問，虎雄院中事如何？」師云：「日浩浩，月浩浩。」進云：「如何是和尚家風？」師云：「一寒如冰，一熱如火。」乃舉杖示眾，云：「唯有者箇家風，本無年月，也無時節，祖令施行，逢人便接。今朝昱霍母初度，只見滿庭生瑞雪，多拜南辰與北斗，長生簿裏更添劫。」

上堂。云：「天色未晚，瞌睡鮮來，白日夢話，屈殺癡獃。者裏有夢眼開者麼？」問：「無夢無想，主人公在甚麼處？」師云：「翻身枕子墮，滿床現珠珍。」問：「世尊從三大阿僧祇劫捨頭目髓腦、國城妻子，方得成佛作祖。和尚曾捨箇甚麼來？」師云：「山僧從無量劫不捨一絲一毫、不欠一絲一毫。」進云：「慳吝不少。」師云：「負債者且多。」問：「和尚莫不是佛也？」師叱云：「者長老覿面訕謗山僧。」進云：「可通懺悔麼？」師云：「返觀自性若虛空，剎那能滅阿鼻孽。」乃豎拂，云：「者箇道理，夢也夢他不著，想也想他不來，百劫捨頭捨目，千生惹禍惹災，不欠不捨本不修，聖耶凡耶豈兩胎？呵呵！顯則無名可表，隱則狐疑妄猜。者裏分箇甚麼？佛耶？祖耶？凡耶？聖耶？一味平常為至道，兩輪日月照中心。」以拄杖一卓，下座。

解制，上堂。維那白椎竟，師云：「以此百餘期已終，難道還是第一義？何不道第二義？第三義？」僧喝云：「顛倒漢！」師舉杖云：「者是甚麼義？」進云：「是木義。」師云：「欲想學飛騰，未曾長羽翼。」問：「百日期滿，臨行是主送賓？賓送主？」師云：「賓主歷然，接送同船。」問：「達磨面壁，虎雄振錫，是同？是別？」師云：「去歲立春過，今年又春立。」進云：「武帝因甚麼不識祖意？」師云：「天子未嘗不識祖，話不投機六月寒。」問：「世尊出世，以三藏法流傳，和尚利生，以何傳流？」師云：「一條拄杖軟如綿，掃蕩煙塵一味禪，不勞兩片口皮動，自有風聲遍界傳。」問：「禪期未終事如何？」師云：「轟轟烈烈。」進云：「已終時如何？」師云：「空空寂寂。」問：「離卻此處，又到那方？」師云：「隨情得趣，處處家風。」進云：「直指向甚麼處？」師云：「如今定奪在闍黎。」乃云：「當家問話扯吞聲，冷水澆懷忽覺驚，想是禪堂厭逼迫，慮恐心地未光明。人人幸放千斤擔，箇箇難逃杖一莖，向此牢籠跳得出，昂昂撒手任前行。咄！休放過，莫妄輕，是聖是凡辨驗清，再到問機答語恰，三十痛棒作餞程。諸禪衲，且謾退，山僧痛切有幾句，若不直口親囑咐，辜負一冬受礙疐。生死大事非小可，財堆北斗難買替，千語萬言暫放開，單提話頭疑一字。即若狗子佛性無，無字疑來並疑去，疑到人法兩相忘，恍恍惚惚無天地。久久自覺身輕安，再將話頭綿綿密，古人大悟一十八，小省小悟無轉次。莫待略有些相應，胡言亂語做詩偈，耗散天貞玄妙門，中途退墮枉前志。貪榮華，戀塵市，光頭一夥成群隊，東一撞，西一勢，弄笙琴，舞樂唄，哈哈笑逸混一世。光陰錯，過尤閑，可肯忍心自暴棄？戒嚴持，禪要細，三藏經書指路徑，彌陀一句純心地。超生脫死定參禪，見性明心出苦趣，一肚熱腸盡吐洩，高人志士牢生記。再聽一頌，頌曰：出家立志最堅牢，持戒參禪正信豪，戒似平基豎殿閣，禪如磨鏡照微毛。懸崖撒手通身快，漆桶踏穿徹底臊，一日韋馱推送去，揮揚法化聲名高。」眾禮，下座。