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The Folding Immortal

折叠仙

SourceZibuyu (What the Master Would Not Discuss)
AuthorYuan Mei
EraQing dynasty · Qianlong era, c. 1750–1795
Writtenc. 1788
ImmortalTaoistTransformationMagic
A sealed courtyard door with a stoneware water jug set outside it and a slip of paper pasted across the lid, tall Tai mountain pines beyond the wall, and on a table indoors an embroidered box standing open with a paper-folded figure beside it
Illustration generated by AI, based on the ancient Chinese text.

At the Hu Pass there was a man named Chen Yiyuan who abandoned his household to study the Way. He bought a fine quiet house and sat alone in it, locking himself in with key and bolt. At first he gave up rice and gruel, then he gave up fruits and vegetables, and drank nothing but the water of Stone Lake. He told his son to bring him a jug of water each month. When the son went to look the next month, the jug was still set outside the door and the water was gone, so he filled it again and put it in.

A licentiate named Sun Jingzhai heard of this and admired him greatly, and wrote a slip of paper which he pasted on the lid of the jug, asking whether he might be allowed to see him and requesting that a date be granted. His heart was in his throat for fear he would be refused. The next month he went to look, and on the tail of the paper on the jug there was written: “On the seventh day of the second month you may come and see me.”

Sun was delighted. On the day itself he went with the son, and saw that Yiyuan was only about forty, while his son had already grown old.

Sun asked: “In practising the Way, where does one begin?”

He said: “Sit quietly a little while and count for yourself the places your mind goes.”

Sun sat a long time, and Yiyuan asked: “How many thoughts have come up in you?”

“Seventy-two thoughts have come up,” he said.

Yiyuan laughed. “When the mind has nothing to rest on, seeking stillness only stirs it, and that is the ordinary rule of things. Seventy-two thoughts in one double-hour is not to be called many. Your root and breath are good enough to learn the Way.”

And he taught him the method of drinking water.

“Man is originally come out of the void. Because he eats too much, his body turns heavy and solid, worms of filth swarm in his belly, and it breeds phlegm and stoppage. The student of the Way first clears his mouth, then clears his intestines. Let the worms starve and be washed out of him. Water is the first true vapour of the prior heaven. When heaven and earth opened, before the five phases there was water; and therefore the drinking of water is the essential secret of cultivating immortality. But the water of towns is muddy and burdens the spirit-house, so you must draw water of the utmost clarity from the mountains and swallow it slowly, until there is a clacking in your throat, and only then does the sweet flavour come out. One spoonful of water will carry a man through a day and a night. So for a hundred and twenty years, and the body gradually grows light and clear, and even water may be given up, and then one rides the wind on the breath.”

Sun asked Yiyuan: “Who was your teacher?”

“Thirty years ago I went to Mount Tai to burn incense,” he said, “and met a young man, handsome and extraordinarily quick, who could foretell whether the day would be clear or cloudy, so we travelled the road together. The young man carried an embroidered box on his back, and at every inn he would whisper to the box for a while before going to sleep. I was astonished and suspicious, and bored a hole in the wall to watch him. I saw the young man set the box on a table, adjust his cap, and bow to it twice, and an old man came up out of the box sitting and laughing, bright-eyed, his white beard floating. The two talked together in low voices, and I could not make it out; I heard only eight words: there are those who steal the Way, and there is the Way that steals. At the third watch the young man asked, Will the master be pleased to sleep? The old man nodded, and he folded him up like a figure cut from paper and silk, and put him into the box. The next day the young man knew that I had seen, and told me his story, and allowed me to be his disciple, and passed the Way on to me.”

Sun embraced Yiyuan to test him, and with the chair he sat in it came to no more than thirty catties. But Sun had two daughters not yet married, so he begged leave to go home, meaning to return when his leave was up.

I saw Yiyuan in the office of the magistrate Zhang at Zhenze, and he told me all of this himself. It was the tenth day of the second month of the wushen year.

Original classical Chinese text · 原文

浒市关有陈一元者,弃家学道。购一精舍,独坐其间,内加锁钥。初辟粥饭,继辟果蔬,但饮石湖之水。命其子每月饷水一壶,次月往视,则壶仍置门外而水已干,乃再实其壶以进焉。 孙敬斋秀才闻而慕之,书一纸条贴壶盖上问可见否并请许见日期,心惴惴,恐不许也。次月往探,壶上批纸尾云:「二月初七日,可来相见。」孙大喜,临期,与其子偕往,见一元年仅四十许,而其子则已老矣。孙问:「修道从何下手?」曰:「汝且静坐片时,自数其心所思想处。」孙坐良久,一元问:「汝可起几许念头?」曰:「起过七十二念。」一元笑曰:「心无所寄,求静反动,理之常也。汝一个时辰起七十二念,不可谓多,根气可以学道。」遂教以饮水之法曰:「人生本自虚空而来,因食物过多,致身体坚重,腹中秽虫丛起,易生痰滞。学道者先清其口,再清其肠。饿死诸虫以荡涤之,水为先天第一真气。天地开辟时,未有五行先有水,故饮水为修仙要诀。但城市水浑,有累灵府,必取山中至清之水,徐徐而吞,使喉中喀喀有响,然后甘味才出。一勺水,可度一昼夜。如是一百二十年,身渐轻清,并水可辟,便服气御风而行矣。」孙问一元:「何师?」曰:「余三十年前往泰山烧香,遇一少年,貌其灵俊,能预知阴晴,因与一路偕行。少年背负一锦匣,每至下店,必向匣絮语片时,然后安寝。心大惊疑,凿壁窥之:见少年放匣几上,整冠再拜,一老人从匣中笑坐而起,双眸炯炯,白须飘然。两人相与密语,听不可解,但闻『有窃道者、有道窃者』八字而已。夜三更,少年请曰:『先生可安寝乎?』老人颔之,遂将老人折叠如纸绢人一般,装入匣中矣。次日,少年知余窥见,故告我来历,许我为弟子而传以道也。」孙抱一元试之,连所坐椅,仅三十斤。孙以两女未嫁故,乞假而归,假满再往。 余见之于震泽张明府署中,具道如此。时戊申二月初十日也。

From 《折疊仙》, Zibuyu juan 16. Translated in full. 辟穀 is the practice of abstaining from grain; 石湖 is Stone Lake, south-west of Suzhou; 秀才 is a licentiate; 先天 is the prior heaven of Taoist cosmogony, the state before differentiation; 五行 is the five phases; 靈府 is the spirit-house, an old term for the heart or mind; 錦匣 is an embroidered box; 戊申 is the wushen year, 1788, which fixes the date of Yuan Mei's own copy of the story.

Source. From Zibuyu (What the Master Would Not Discuss) (子不语), by Yuan Mei , c. 1788. The original text is in the public domain; this English rendering and the accompanying notes are original work.
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