Bodhisattvas from the first to the tenth stage are still disciples.

  As long as
they presently have any seeking mind at all, they’re all called immoral monks
and nominal saints; they’re all called jackals.  Clearly they cannot digest the
offerings of others.

But if one presently hears sound as like an echo, smells scent as like air,
detached from all things, existent, nonexistent, or otherwise, and yet does not
dwell in detachment, and has no understanding of not dwelling either, this
person cannot become morally polluted.

For one to be called a renunciant because of the search for supreme

enlightenment and ultimate peace is still a false aspiration—how much more
so worldly disputation and contention, claiming ability and understanding for
oneself, seeking a following, liking a disciple, being fond of a dwelling place,
making a pact with a patron for a robe, a meal, a name, a gain.   Those like this
may say they have attained to