"Mother, your tattoo still comes with a magic weapon!" Lin Ruoyun looked at the Vajrapani Bodhisattva on Liu Suqing's arm and exclaimed in surprise.

"That's the vajra!"

Lin Fan explained: "The vajra is so powerful that it can shatter the stone mountain with one blow and turn the stone mountain into powder!" ”

"Huh?!"

Lin Ruoyun exclaimed again.

Liu Suqing was also dumbfounded, she didn't expect Lin Fan to tattoo herself so powerfully.

In fact, Lin Fan's understanding of the vajra comes from a fantasy game he played in his previous life.

Legend has it that the weight of the vajra exceeds that of Mount Meru, and even if the world can shake Mount Meru, it cannot shake the vajra in the hands of Vajrapani Bodhisattva.

It can be seen from this that the power of the Vajrapani Bodhisattva.

After thinking about it, Lin Fan said again: "Although the vajra is very powerful, the effect of the tattoo depends on how much of the mother's wish can exert it." ”

"After all, it is the Vajrapani Bodhisattva who controls the vajra, and the one with the female pattern is the Vajrapani Bodhisattva."

Hearing this, Liu Suqing nodded abruptly and said to Lin Fan: "Then go and activate this tattoo now for your mother and try the effect?" ”

"Go ahead." Lin Fan nodded with a smile, and then said to Lin Ruoyun: "Second sister, you have experience in activating the divine pattern, help your mother and eldest brother point and point, and I'll rest for a while." ”

"Okay."

Lin Ruoyun agreed, and then withdrew from the inner room with Liu Suqing and Lin Ping.

Seeing them leave, Lin Fan raised his hand and waved, and an isolation formation quietly filled the room.

Sensing the surroundings slightly, and finding that no one was looking, Lin Fan breathed a long sigh of relief.

There have been too many things that have happened recently, and now Lin Fan is a little more relaxed, thinking about the days of the Demon Suppression Division, he suddenly feels that it is better to Suppress the Demon Division.

You don't have to worry about anything, just care about the rewards of the demon scroll.

Moreover, the distance between the ten thousand years of cultivation is getting closer and closer, coupled with the induction of the Heavenly Dao, Lin Fan really wants to know what kind of realm he will enter with the ten thousand years of cultivation.

"I'm really looking forward to it!"

Lin Fan sighed, and then took out the box containing the Buddha bone paint.

He didn't have time to study the Buddha Samadhi Sutra just now, but judging from the introduction on the demon scroll, it should be a Buddhist scripture that blesses merit and eliminates wishing power.

Lin Fan was not very interested in this kind of thing, but he eliminated his wish and made him happy.

Before being trapped in the illusion by Lin Ruoyun, he was thinking about how he would deal with a similar situation in the future.

Thinking about it slightly, Lin Fan was looking forward to the reward of helping Liu Su get a light tattoo.

I saw him summon the demon scroll, and what caught his eye was a rose gold ring.

Lin Fan was stunned, and immediately looked at it, it was actually the Sumeru ring.

The Sumeru Ring is a storage ring with its own space, and it is definitely a treasure for monks.

"It's so much cooler than a storage bag!"

Lin Fan smiled: "Could it be that today is my lucky day?" I first got the Sutra of Cracking Wishing Power, and now I even get the Space Ring, but ......"

He paused, looked at the box, and muttered: "I have won a lot of rewards for ghost paint, but I have never won the reward for Buddha bone paint, so it should be good!" ”

After speaking, I immediately opened the box, and the golden pigment that greeted my eyes was still shining and fascinating.

I saw Lin Fan stretch out his hand and lightly touch the golden pigment.

The demon scroll suddenly unfolded, and countless pictures slowly appeared in front of him.

There is a little monk in Qingzhou County, named Xinzheng, who eats fasting and recites scriptures in the temple all day long, meditates and worships the Buddha.

On weekdays, they don't lie or kill, and even the ants under their feet have to hide, for fear of trampling them to death.

He worked hard and practiced wholeheartedly in order to complete his merits and attain positive results as soon as possible.

Other monks also admired him very much, saying that he was a Buddha by nature, which was extraordinary.

Until one night, when my heart was a little anxious, I hurriedly got up from the bunk, and without a lamp to light the way, I rushed to the thatched house.

As soon as I ran out of the meditation room and came to the door, I heard a "chirp" under my feet.

He stepped on something, soft, and looked down, only to find that he had trampled a large rat to death.

At that time, I was in a hurry, and I didn't think much about it.

After the internal urgency was solved, he returned to the meditation room, remembering the mouse that had been trampled to death before, he was still unable to settle down, and kept muttering in his mouth: "Sin! Sin! ”

With a righteous Buddha heart and charity, he trampled on a rat to death, like a swarm of ants biting him, making him itch all over.

He lay down and sat up, sat up and lay down, thinking about it for half the night, and could not sleep.

So, Xinzheng simply stopped sleeping, sat down in front of the Buddha statue and recited the Sutra of Death, praying for the dead rats.

I don't know how long I prayed, but my heart began to get groggy and fell into a state of confusion.

In a daze, he suddenly saw a hideous-looking ghost walking up to him, opening his mouth and biting his thigh.

While biting, he shouted: "I have no grievances with you, why do you want to trample me to death?" Let's exchange one life for another, if you trample on me, I will bite you to death! ”

When Xinzheng heard this, he was startled, and the secret saying was that the soul of the mouse was asking for his life.

"Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't have the intention of harming you."

Xinzheng hurriedly explained to the rat soul: "It was too dark at that time, and I was in a hurry to step on you by mistake, I hope you will forgive me." ”

When the rat heard this, he shouted unrelentingly: "I don't care if you step on it by mistake or on purpose, anyway, you hurt my life, I want you to die!" ”

The heart is very unreasonable and a little unhappy when he sees the unjust soul of the rat.

However, in the spirit of Buddha-nature charity, he still avoided it and bit it, and said aggrievedly: "You can't blame me entirely, you saw me coming, why didn't you avoid me?" I'm usually avoiding you. ”

Hearing this, the rat was even more annoyed and quarreled with him.

As a result, after arguing for a long time, my heart couldn't quarrel with it, so I had to admit that I was wrong, begged the rat soul, begged it for forgiveness, and promised to let the rat soul be reincarnated as a human after establishing the reincarnation Buddha kingdom.

When the rat soul heard that it could be reincarnated as a human, his anger immediately disappeared and he left full of joy.

In this way, the heart is concentrating on cultivation, getting what he wants, establishing the reincarnation Buddha kingdom, and achieving the golden body of an Arhat.

The rat was reincarnated as a human being, and became a little novice who was sitting down.

After becoming a novice, the rat's nature was not eliminated, and he was not good at chanting, so he always sneaked out of the temple to play, resulting in the lack of refinement of Buddhism, the slow progress of cultivation, and finally the death of sitting.

This Buddha bone pigment is made from the Buddha bones left behind after it sits.

After reading the tragic life of the mouse, Lin Fan couldn't help but sigh: "Master led the door, and the cultivation is personal." ”

The words fell, and in the demon scroll, a portrait of a little novice riding a mouse slowly appeared.

Lin Fan stared at the portrait, and the reward followed.

Great mercy and compassion.

One of the six divine powers of Buddhism.

It is great compassion to love all living beings, and great compassion to save all those who are suffering.

Under the hands of great compassion, there are no living beings.