Asked, "Is it okay to kill one person and save another?" the Buddha said, "No!"

Asked, "Is it okay to kill one person and save ten?" the Buddha said, "No!"

Asked: "Is it possible to kill one person and save ten thousand?" The Buddha said, "Kill !!."

Alas, it was still "radish rice", next to the Qionghua tree, and the hearts of all the boys who were originally very excited fell to the bottom with the rice served. Being able to participate in this gathering of the Three Realms once every 10,000 years already has enough reason to make them excited, (the said boy is actually the personal disciples of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the Three Realms, and the first generation of children to the tenth generation of children is determined by the number of times they have been reincarnated and practiced in the mortal world.) Here I finally have the opportunity to break away from the boring daily practice, to say hello to people who are familiar with the upper realm or the Daomen, and it is very hopeful that I will no longer eat the unpalatable radish rice during the event, and now this small hope has completely become an unattainable luxury. I can only look down at the delicacies on the table of the people around me, ignore the doubtful eyes of others, and bury my head in eating the damn bowl of "radish rice" in my hand.

The corners of the seventh boy's mouth turned up slightly, and he smiled evilly, then regained his expression, raised his hand to take off the veil on his face, lowered his head and slowly ate the only bowl of brown rice among the boys in his hand. Sooner or later, you have to be discovered by your own damn master, and it is inevitable to be beaten violently, so enjoy one day at a time.

The laughter in Joan's garden came to an abrupt end, and the person who was still about to speak searched around in astonishment, and then saw the delicate face, and his expression changed from stunned to astonished. The face revealed under the veil is more delicate than the Qionghua in front of him, more delicate than the most delicate porcelain, and the faint, lazy eyes are clearer and deeper than the purest lake in heaven and earth...... is obviously dressed in a child's costume, but he has such a face that makes women in the world ashamed.

"Are you a man or a woman?" blurted out a little girl dressed in Daomen costume not far away. The Seventh World Boy's body trembled slightly, and he almost squirted out the rice in his mouth, and looked at the Daomen Living Treasure in front of him with a pair of stunned eyes. The other boys were eating their food as if they were unaware of the current situation, but their shoulders kept shaking slightly, and those who were interested could even see that these boys were trying to hold back their smiles, and their faces were extremely strange.

"Jue Ju, don't be rude!" A young Daoist girl flashed beside the little girl who asked just now, frowning lightly, and then slapping the seventh boy deeply, "Brother Dao is polite, under the main seat of the Baihuamen of the Lower Southern Dao Gate, the envoy of Aomei, the junior sister is young, she doesn't know the etiquette, and if she offends, she also looks at Brother Dao Haihan." ”

The Seventh Boy looked at this Aomei envoy who was not stunning but also had an outstanding appearance, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his tone was a little helpless, "It's nothing, you don't blame me for scaring your junior sister!"

"Giggle...... Your senior brother is so brainless when he speaks, it's so weird!" the little junior sister Jue Ju behind the Aomei envoy blurted out.

"Ha, haha...... Senior Brother, you call him Senior Brother, and we all call him Senior Uncle Ancestor!" exclaimed a ninth-generation boy.

"Ahh......h

"I am, ha, I'm that person......" The beautiful eyes of the seventh boy were a little playful, and his tone contained a faint self-deprecation.

At the same time, on the Tianji Palace, the atmosphere was a little dull. "That's right, he is that person, now he has gone through seven reincarnations, he has a childlike body, he is my apprentice, the only apprentice......" The speaker looked about eleven or twelve years old, but he was dressed in the costume of a Buddha Arhat, and his childish little face at this time had a solemn expression, which made people feel indescribably weird. "He has been like this since the day I found him, and although he is a little stubborn and full of strange tricks, he is kind-hearted, and although he has been trained and suffered for seven lifetimes, he has never shown his viciousness......"

"Eight Treasures Arhat," a purple-clothed man in the main hall came out of the crowd, "I believe in you, but everyone knows that this seventh-generation boy is the reincarnation of that guy...... The devil is deep, who knows if he will hold back and wait for the opportunity! Once the time is ripe, I am afraid that it will be another catastrophe!"

"Everyone!" the tall and thin, sleepy-eyed sleeping Arhat beside the Eight Treasures Arhat interrupted the purple-clothed man's words, and said slowly, "Speaking of demonic nature, who in the Three Realms does not have demonic nature in their hearts now and has experienced that catastrophe...... Now I think that when you are cultivating to a critical juncture, you will also be disturbed by the demons, is it because you have demonic nature in your hearts, is it directly classified as the devil's way? In addition, although the demons are dead, but the demon sword broke through the sky that day, and so far the inquiry has been fruitless, the left and right envoys of the demons are gone, and the demon sword slave has no trace, and some people say that the demons have recorded what they have learned in a book, which is called the "Supreme Heart Demon Sutra", everyone, these should be the troubles and top priorities of my Three Realms! Hearing this, the breath of everyone in the temple was noticeably thicker. And when they heard the "Supreme Heart Demon Sutra", some people in the main hall had bright eyes, and some people instantly had gloomy eyes and frowned.

"Sleeping Arhat, everyone here knows - that person, in the Buddha land, hmm...... The "Supreme Heart Demon Sutra", doesn't the Buddha Land have any explanation for everyone here?" asked Fang Ziliu, an immortal outside the party, with a somewhat careless expression.

"Confess, what kind of explanation? Over the years, some people have not investigated the Buddha Land openly and secretly, what is wrong with the Buddha Land, and what is wrong with the person that the City Lord Fang said! How does the City Lord Fang still want the Buddha Land to explain!" The sleepy eyes of the sleeping Arhat slowly opened and looked at Fang Ziliu, the immortal outside the Fang. People who are good friends in the fairy world have always called each other by their names or names, and calling people by their surnames is regarded as estranged and even hostile. However, the sleeping Arhat was always drowsy and tired, and did not seem to notice that his words were inappropriate.

Fang Ziliu, an immortal outside the square, couldn't help but suffocate.

Fang Wai Immortal Yan City City Lord Chu Yancheng smiled, "How do you want to explain to the Buddha Land, it's just that that person is in the Buddha Land, everyone is just asking each other......

"Oh, who is here to ask, that person is my apprentice, so is Brother Yancheng asking me?Ah, what does Brother Yancheng want to ask?" The Eight Treasures Arhat smiled brightly, and his small body leaned forward, as if he was afraid that the other party would not really hear his words, and he wanted to sit next to Chu Yancheng.

Yancheng City Lord Chu Yancheng's expression changed, and he hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't dare to call it like this, my ancestor is the same generation as you...... I...... Uh" Chu Yancheng found that he had fallen behind, and secretly hated himself for being a city, and he had been through the wind and waves, and he couldn't even deal with the other party's words, so he kept silent at the moment.

The Lord of the Upper Realm sat on the throne of the Heavenly Pole Palace, looked down at his slender palms that were as gentle as women, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said softly: "Rank Immortal Friends, the things of the previous day have already been decided, and it is not appropriate to bring up the old things again. Now, the Demon Realm is about to move, and our three realms have all calculated that the catastrophe is coming, and this person who should be tribulated ...... Already...... Appear......"

"Who is it?" Fang Ziliu stood up and asked in response.

The Lord of the Upper Realm raised his eyes to look at him, the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, his gaze paused on Fang Ziliu's face for a moment, and then slowly turned to everyone, "It's not the first time that such a catastrophe has occurred, the rules-you all know, my Upper Realm, the Buddha Land, the three Daomen, and the five mountains, three islands, and eleven cities outside the Fangwai are all focused on this tribulation, and if the catastrophe appears, they will all follow Luo Tian's order." At the same time, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't ask ———what you shouldn't ask!" After the Lord of the Upper Realm finished speaking, a jade plaque that faintly emitted a treasure light appeared in his hand, and there seemed to be clouds, mist, wind and thunder rolling inside. The treasure flashed, and the jade plate disappeared into the hands of the lord of the upper realm.

"This matter is related to the safety of my Three Realms, and everyone knows the rules, so naturally they will not resist the order. However, if there is any party who shirks the matter, or even, what if the yang is in favor of the yin?" a silver-clothed fairy in the seat spat lightly.

The Lord of the Upper Realm gently closed his eyes and said, "Extinguish!"

The immortals dispersed, and the Lord of the Upper Realm opened his eyes and glanced at the Eight Treasure Arhats who were left alone in the seat, and was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "The matter of the robbery, there is work!"

The Eight Treasures Arhat nodded slightly, got up and walked out of the hall.

"I'm the one who has a very high rank in the Buddha Land, but the cultivation is pitifully low, and now I haven't been able to become an official disciple of the Buddha Land, and I haven't been able to get a name from my crazy master, my common name is Xiao Chuan, you all laughed, the seventh boy Xiao Chuan is polite!" The seventh boy wiped the corners of his mouth, put the veil on the silver crown on his face again, and changed his demeanor, at this time, his eyebrows flew and danced, and the corners of his mouth had an evil smile, as if he had just picked up a big ingot, and put it in his arms, but he hid aside and peeked at the lost owner and looked at him at a loss.

Faced with this guy who suddenly changed his face, everyone didn't know what to say at this time. Indeed, for the person of the Seventh Generation, the attitudes of those in the Three Realms who know are mixed, there are those who think that they should be forgiven, and there are even more people who think that they would rather be indulgent. The Seventh World Boy was involved in a catastrophe a long time ago, a boundless catastrophe that affected all beings in the Three Realms, speaking of this catastrophe, the survivors still have lingering palpitations, and even intentionally or unconsciously do not want to recall, let alone mention it. Nowadays, the younger disciples in the Three Realms can't even clearly describe the situation of the catastrophe in their minds, because the elders in the door are either vague or secretive, and the various documents and materials in the door record that the catastrophe can be summed up in only a few words, the heart demon is ferocious and terrifying, and the rest is how serious the destruction of the Three Realms is, and suddenly the peak turns around, the heart demon is defeated, and nothing else. However, the "Centuries", which is claimed to be the most accurate and complete record in the Three Realms, is exactly the same as the records of various sects, with no more than one sentence and no less sentence. Therefore, the younger disciples of the Three Realms only knew that the catastrophe was terrifying, and the demons in their hearts were terrifying.

And this guy who calls himself Ogawa is said to be the reincarnation of the heart demon, at least the demon nature of the heart demon. At the beginning, there were very few people in the know, and it was impossible to determine whether this Xiaochuan was the identity of the demon.

However, the Three Realms have one thing in common with the mortal world, that is, as long as the walls are ventilated. Therefore, the news that the Eight Treasure Arhats had found the reincarnation of the heart demon soon spread like a plague in the Three Realms. There is no plague in the Three Realms, but this news is more frightening than the plague.

What's even more shocking is that the Eight Treasures Arhat actually accepted this person as a disciple. Acting recklessly like this, I'm afraid there are only eight treasure arhats.

This eight-treasure Arhat is a freak, his behavior is grotesque, and even a little absurd, he is called an obsessed Arhat or a crazy Arhat. But his Dharma is exquisite, his magic is profound, and he ranks among the eighteen arhats in the back hall of the Buddha's land. And these eighteen Arhats are said to have a similar status to the eight deities in the front hall of the Buddha's land. These eighteen arhats, who have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, act as one, advancing and retreating together. If you accidentally provoke this group of people, I'm afraid it will drive people crazy. And the Eight Treasures Arhat can indeed make people crazy, such as playing people crazy.

However, fear is fear, and the Buddha land is not a monopoly. As long as the benefits are sufficient, people can take risks. Therefore, ever since the Eight Treasures Arhat brought this disciple back to the Buddha Land, the trouble has never stopped. However, fortunately, both the master and apprentice seem to have no heart and lungs, and they don't take these things to heart, and they live happily. It's just that something happened during this period, I don't know why, the Eight Treasures Arhat locked up this heartfelt treasure apprentice for three hundred years, a full three hundred years, what the reason, no one knows. When Xiaochuan reappeared, there was not much left of his already humble cultivation, and no one knew what had happened. What exactly happened, intriguing, intriguing......

The Seventh Boy had never seen the four disciples of Mei Lan Zhuju under the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Sect before this, but this did not prevent him from getting to know them. Especially in the battle to exterminate the four demons of Bishan, Lan, Zhu, and Ju were injured one after another, and the Aomei envoy carried it on his shoulder, and fought and walked to protect the three brothers who were injured and fainted, and broke through. In the end, Ao Mei finally saw the Hundred Flowers Sect Master and the Grass and Wood Sect Master who came in a hurry, and she fainted and fell to the ground. Afterwards, the owner of the grass and wood sect once said that if he changed to Aomei's cultivation, there was really no guarantee that he could take the three fellow disciples out of danger. Although, the four envoys of Mei, Lanzhu, and Ju were defeated in this battle, but the envoy of Aomei became famous because of this.

No one is interested in losers, and neither is the Seventh Boy. However, he was a little interested in Aomei's envoy, to be precise, interested in how Aomei led the three senior brothers to break out of the encirclement. It is easy for cultivators to bring a few people, but the cultivation of Aomei's envoy is not very high, and the ability of each of the four demons in Bishan is not lower than that of Aomei, not to mention that there are hundreds of difficult demons around the four demons. "It's not that the master of the Hundred Flowers Sect is ashamed of his apprentice, or he is simply building momentum for his apprentice!" the seventh boy thought maliciously in his heart, and his face was "as smiling as a flower".

Suddenly, the seventh boy's heart moved, suddenly as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he couldn't lift his breath, his eyes were ethereal, and his heart was still aching, but he felt the tranquility that the Tao had never had, and this feeling was so kind and familiar, but he couldn't recall when he had this feeling. The seventh boy had a little trepidation in his heart, and there was also a hint of expectation. He couldn't figure out why he was feeling the way he did. In the mist of his eyes, the seventh boy seemed to see a dew, the dew condensed from the new leaves of the branches in the quiet forest in the early morning, holy, crystal clear, with a hint of cunning. The light and shadow of this dew were magnified in the eyes of the seventh boy, and a person appeared in the light and shadow, dressed in white, white and bright, silver hair like water hanging down to the waist, the skirt of the lower body swayed gently, and the white almost translucent show feet loomed, perfect arches, rounded ankles, and delicate toes. She walked barefoot step by step.

"Do I know her?" the Seventh Boy searched for his memory, "I have never seen this person, so why do I have such a strange and familiar feeling?"

The woman walked up to the front and stood up, and said, "The little fairy Luchuan outside the square has seen all the immortal friends!"

"Lu Chuan... She is the Holy Maiden of Fang Wai Luchuan!" someone exclaimed in a low voice.

"Lu Chuan... The Saint Luchuan" The seventh boy looked at the Holy Daughter of Luchuan, and his heart was confused.

"Let go, let go!" The seventh boy heard an exclamation in his ear, and looked down to see that his left hand was firmly grasping a snow-white hand, and the owner of the little hand was flushed and angry.

The Aomei envoy in front of him glared at him angrily, "Let go of my Senior Sister Lan, bastard!" Jue Ju envoy was even more like a little leopard, almost wanting to pounce on him and fight with himself. The boys around him couldn't help laughing and gloating. The seventh boy stupidly raised his left hand, which was still holding his little hand, "I didn't pay attention! Oh, my hand is so well maintained..."

A small hand stretched out from behind the seventh boy and grabbed the collar of the seventh boy, "People have been stolen, good apprentice, do you know why I have always refused to officially accept you into the Buddha land, because your six roots are not pure, what else do you have to say?"

The orchid messenger whose little hand was caught finally pulled out his hand, and his face turned red and retreated behind a yellow-clothed Taoist priest.

The yellow-clothed Taoist priest was expressionless, raised his hand and patted the orchid messenger on the shoulder twice, opened his mouth and said: "Eight Treasures Arhat, please give my apprentice an explanation, otherwise I will not be willing to give up with your Hundred Flowers Gate and your Jingchifeng!"

"If your heart is not strong, if your heart is not broken, you will be punished for reincarnation and pay off your debts!" The Eight Treasures Arhat's little face tensed, and he shouted at the seventh boy.

The Lord of the Hundred Flowers Sect lowered his head and whispered to the Orchid Messenger behind him: "You also go to the mortal realm to have a good experience, and by the way, give me a good deal of this bastard!"

As soon as the Eight Treasure Arhats turned to look at the Hundred Flowers Sect Master, a smile appeared in the eyes of the two of them, and then disappeared.

The seventh boy was stunned, as if he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't say it, but he just felt that something was wrong......

The orchid messenger was silent, looked at his toes blankly, and glanced up at the seventh boy, and couldn't help but feel a burst of resentment and depression in his heart.

Not far away, a faint sigh that was almost inaudible came from the mouth of the Luchuan Holy Maiden, and the slender, white fingers lightly touched the veil covering her face, and then gently put it down, and whispered in her mouth: "You have let go, why can't I let go, how can I not see each other......" The nepotism fluttered, and the person was gone, leaving only the clouds that had not yet closed, swimming gently.

The flowers in the garden are still the same, or stretching their waists, or shy to be released, or like the most agile elves, dancing with the breeze, whirling, falling down the banquet, jumping into the cup......