修禪何處用工夫，馬劣猿顛速剪除。牢捉牢拴生五彩，暫停暫住墮三途。若教自在神丹漏，才放從容玉性枯。喜怒憂思須掃淨，得玄得妙恰如無。
修禅何处用工夫，马劣猿颠速剪除。牢捉牢拴生五彩，暂停暂住堕三途。若教自在神丹漏，才放从容玉性枯。喜怒忧思须扫净，得玄得妙恰如无。
Where must you labour to cultivate meditation?Quickly curb the unruly horse and the frenzied ape.Hold them fast and bind them tight, and five colours arise;pause or halt a moment, and you fall into the Three Paths of Suffering.Let them roam at ease, and the divine elixir leaks away;give them the slightest freedom, and the jade-like nature withers.Joy, anger, worry and thought must all be swept clean;attaining the mystery, attaining the marvel, is just like having nothing.
話表唐僧師徒四眾離了玉華城，一路平穩，誠所謂極樂之鄉。去有五六日程途，又見一座城池。唐僧問行者道：「此又是甚麼處所？」行者道：「是座城池。但城上有杆無旗，不知地方，俟近前再問。」及至東關廂，見那兩邊茶坊酒肆喧嘩，米市油房熱鬧。街衢中有幾個無事閑遊的浪子，見豬八戒嘴長，沙和尚臉黑，孫行者眼紅，都擁擁簇簇的爭看，只是不敢近前而問。唐僧捏著一把汗，惟恐他們惹禍。又走過幾條巷口，還不到城。忽見有一座山門，門上有「慈雲寺」三字。唐僧道：「此處略進去歇歇馬，打一個齋如何？」行者道：「好，好。」四眾遂一齊而入。但見那裡邊：
珍樓壯麗，寶座崢嶸。佛閣高雲外，僧房靜月中。丹霞縹緲浮屠挺，碧樹陰森輪藏清。真淨土，假龍宮，大雄殿上紫雲籠。兩廊不絕閑人戲，一塔常開有客登。爐中香火時時爇，臺上燈花夜夜熒。忽聞方丈金鐘韻，應佛僧人朗誦經。
四眾正看時，又見廊下走出一個和尚，對唐僧作禮道：「老師何來？」唐僧道：「弟子中華唐朝來者。」那和尚倒身下拜。慌得唐僧攙起道：「院主何為行此大禮？」那和尚合掌道：「我這裡向善的人，看經念佛，都指望修到你中華地托生。才見老師丰采衣冠，果然是前生修到的，方得此受用，故當下拜。」唐僧笑道：「惶恐，惶恐。我弟子乃行腳僧，有何受用？若院主在此閑養自在，才是享福哩。」那和尚領唐僧入正殿，拜了佛像，唐僧方才招呼徒弟進來。原來行者三人自見那和尚與師父講話，他都背著臉，牽著馬，守著擔，立在一處，和尚不曾在心。忽的聞唐僧叫「徒弟」，他三人方才轉面。那和尚見了，慌得叫：「爺爺呀！你高徒如何恁般醜樣？」唐僧道：「醜則雖醜，倒頗有些法力，我一路甚虧他們保護。」
话表唐僧师徒四众离了玉华城，一路平稳，诚所谓极乐之乡。去有五六日程途，又见一座城池。唐僧问行者道：「此又是甚么处所？」行者道：「是座城池。但城上有杆无旗，不知地方，俟近前再问。」及至东关厢，见那两边茶坊酒肆喧哗，米市油房热闹。街衢中有几个无事闲游的浪子，见猪八戒嘴长，沙和尚脸黑，孙行者眼红，都拥拥簇簇的争看，只是不敢近前而问。唐僧捏着一把汗，惟恐他们惹祸。又走过几条巷口，还不到城。忽见有一座山门，门上有「慈云寺」三字。唐僧道：「此处略进去歇歇马，打一个斋如何？」行者道：「好，好。」四众遂一齐而入。但见那里边：
珍楼壮丽，宝座峥嵘。佛阁高云外，僧房静月中。丹霞缥缈浮屠挺，碧树阴森轮藏清。真净土，假龙宫，大雄殿上紫云笼。两廊不绝闲人戏，一塔常开有客登。炉中香火时时爇，台上灯花夜夜荧。忽闻方丈金钟韵，应佛僧人朗诵经。
四众正看时，又见廊下走出一个和尚，对唐僧作礼道：「老师何来？」唐僧道：「弟子中华唐朝来者。」那和尚倒身下拜。慌得唐僧搀起道：「院主何为行此大礼？」那和尚合掌道：「我这里向善的人，看经念佛，都指望修到你中华地托生。才见老师丰采衣冠，果然是前生修到的，方得此受用，故当下拜。」唐僧笑道：「惶恐，惶恐。我弟子乃行脚僧，有何受用？若院主在此闲养自在，才是享福哩。」那和尚领唐僧入正殿，拜了佛像，唐僧方才招呼徒弟进来。原来行者三人自见那和尚与师父讲话，他都背着脸，牵着马，守着担，立在一处，和尚不曾在心。忽的闻唐僧叫「徒弟」，他三人方才转面。那和尚见了，慌得叫：「爷爷呀！你高徒如何恁般丑样？」唐僧道：「丑则虽丑，倒颇有些法力，我一路甚亏他们保护。」
Now, the Tang Monk and his three disciples left the city of Jade Splendour and travelled on without mishap—truly a land of perfect bliss. After five or six days on the road, they came in sight of another walled city. The Tang Monk asked Pilgrim, “What place is this?” “A walled city,” said Pilgrim. “But there are poles on the walls and no flags, so I can’t tell where we are. We’ll ask when we get closer.” When they reached the eastern suburb, they found teahouses and wine shops bustling on both sides of the street, and grain markets and oil shops busy with trade. A few idle fellows wandering the streets noticed Zhu Bajie’s long snout, Sha Monk’s black face and Pilgrim Sun’s red eyes. They crowded together to stare, though none dared come close and ask a question. The Tang Monk broke into a nervous sweat, afraid his disciples would make trouble. They passed several more alley mouths but still had not reached the city. Suddenly they saw a monastery gate bearing the three characters “Merciful Cloud Monastery.” “Shall we go in here for a while,” said the Tang Monk, “rest the horse and ask for a vegetarian meal?” “Good, good,” said Pilgrim. All four went in together. This is what they saw inside:
Precious towers stand in splendour;jewelled thrones rise high.Buddhist halls soar beyond the clouds;monks’ cells lie quiet in the moonlight.A pagoda rises through drifting crimson haze;among deep green trees, the revolving sutra cabinet is serene.A true Pure Land, a semblance of the Dragon Palace; purple clouds enfold the Great Hero Hall.People stroll endlessly along the two galleries;the pagoda is always open for visitors to climb.Incense burns in the censers hour after hour;lamps glow on the altars night after night.Suddenly a golden bell sounds from the abbot’s quarters,and monks serving the Buddha chant scriptures aloud.
As the four were looking about, a monk came out from beneath the gallery and bowed to the Tang Monk. “Venerable master, where have you come from?” “Your disciple comes from China, under the Tang dynasty,” said the Tang Monk. The monk threw himself down in obeisance. Alarmed, the Tang Monk helped him up. “Abbot, why pay me so great a courtesy?” The monk joined his palms. “Here, those who turn to goodness, read the scriptures and invoke the Buddha all hope that through their cultivation they may be reborn in your land of China. When I saw your bearing and your dress, venerable master, I knew you must have earned such blessings in a former life. That is why I bowed.” The Tang Monk smiled. “You honour me too much, too much. Your disciple is a wandering monk—what blessings do I enjoy? You, abbot, living here in peace and freedom, are the one who enjoys good fortune.” The monk led the Tang Monk into the main hall, where he bowed before the Buddha images. Only then did the Tang Monk call his disciples in. While the monk was talking with their master, Pilgrim and the other two had stood together with their faces turned away, holding the horse and watching the luggage, and the monk had paid them no attention. When they suddenly heard the Tang Monk call “Disciples,” all three turned round. The sight made the monk cry out in fright. “Grandfather! How can your worthy disciples be so ugly?” “Ugly they may be,” said the Tang Monk, “but they have considerable magic powers. I owe a great deal to their protection all along the road.”
正說處，裡面又走出幾個和尚作禮。先見的那和尚對後的說道：「這老師是中華大唐來的人物，那三位是他高徒。」眾僧且喜且懼道：「老師中華大國，到此何為？」唐僧言：「我奉唐王聖旨，向靈山拜佛求經。適過寶方，特奔上剎，一則求問地方，二則打頓齋食就行。」那僧人個個歡喜，又邀入方丈。方丈裡又有幾個與人家做齋的和尚。這先進去的又叫道：「你們都來看看中華人物。原來中華有俊的，有醜的。俊的真個難描難畫，醜的卻十分古怪。」那許多僧同齋主都來相見。見畢，各坐下。茶罷，唐僧問道：「貴處是何地名？」眾僧道：「我這裡乃天竺國外郡，金平府是也。」唐僧道：「貴府至靈山還有許多遠近？」眾僧道：「此間到都下有二千里。這是我等走過的。西去到靈山，我們未走，不知還有多少路，不敢妄對。」唐僧謝了。
正说处，里面又走出几个和尚作礼。先见的那和尚对后的说道：「这老师是中华大唐来的人物，那三位是他高徒。」众僧且喜且惧道：「老师中华大国，到此何为？」唐僧言：「我奉唐王圣旨，向灵山拜佛求经。适过宝方，特奔上刹，一则求问地方，二则打顿斋食就行。」那僧人个个欢喜，又邀入方丈。方丈里又有几个与人家做斋的和尚。这先进去的又叫道：「你们都来看看中华人物。原来中华有俊的，有丑的。俊的真个难描难画，丑的却十分古怪。」那许多僧同斋主都来相见。见毕，各坐下。茶罢，唐僧问道：「贵处是何地名？」众僧道：「我这里乃天竺国外郡，金平府是也。」唐僧道：「贵府至灵山还有许多远近？」众僧道：「此间到都下有二千里。这是我等走过的。西去到灵山，我们未走，不知还有多少路，不敢妄对。」唐僧谢了。
As they were speaking, several more monks came out and bowed. The first monk told them, “This venerable master comes from China, the Great Tang, and these three are his worthy disciples.” Both delighted and afraid, the monks asked, “Venerable master, what brings you here from the great land of China?” The Tang Monk said, “By the Tang Emperor’s sacred command, I am going to Spirit Mountain to bow before the Buddha and seek the scriptures. Passing through your worthy district, I came especially to your honoured monastery, first to ask what place this is, and second to beg a vegetarian meal before going on.” The monks were all delighted and invited him into the abbot’s quarters. There they found several more monks performing rites for a household. Those who went in first called out again, “Come and see these people from China! It seems China has handsome ones and ugly ones. The handsome one is truly beyond any painter’s art, and the ugly ones are most peculiar.” All the monks and the patron of the rites came to meet them. Once greetings were over, everyone sat down. After tea, the Tang Monk asked, “What is the name of your worthy district?” “We are in an outlying prefecture of India,” said the monks. “This is Gold Peace Prefecture.” “How far is your prefecture from Spirit Mountain?” asked the Tang Monk. “It is two thousand li from here to the capital. We have travelled that road ourselves. But we have never been west to Spirit Mountain and do not know how much farther it is. We dare not give you a false answer.” The Tang Monk thanked them.