"Dao brother, can you tell me your relationship with me, this incompetent disciple!"

The one who spoke was Lu Ping's master, Daoming, one of the elders of the Qingcheng Sect. Although he was quite thin, his temper was quite hot. At this time, the blue veins on his forehead were pounding, and there was a hot breath rolling all over his body, revealing his uneasy heart.

"I owe him a favor in his previous life and promised him to protect his practice in this life. I have to say anything about it, so I will protect the Taoist!" Yuan Qingwei did not hide anything, and he bluntly told his relationship with Lu Ping.

To this answer, a monk from Prajna Temple said, "Then did you teach this kid's infinite Prajna Sutra?"

"Bang!" Yuan Qing slapped the Kong in a slap, and the monk was knocked away, and the faces of everyone suddenly changed.

Yuan Qing said coldly: "As the elder of the Qingcheng Sect, Zhenren Daoming is also Lu Ping's master. He even asked me kindly. Who are you? How dare you blame me?"

Many monks from Prajna Temple were furious when they saw this. One of the old monks who led the team wanted to come forward to scold them, but were stopped by a young monk next to them.

The young monk stepped forward and said, "I would like to ask my senior to atone for my sins, but my junior brother has a great possibility of his remarks. Please explain one or two ways, why did my Prajna Temple in the infinite Prajna Sutra appear on fellow Taoist Lu Ping?"

"Are you Kongjian's disciple?" Yuan Qingwei looked at the little monk and asked back.

The little monk nodded and said, "Amitabha! The little monk is perfect and has the honor of practicing under the seat of the master."

"Is it a perfect and stable?" Yuan Qing sneered slightly.

Speaking of which, Yuan Qingwei just wanted to beat Dao Xuan, the contemporary leader of Qingcheng Sect, so he wanted to beat Monk Kongjian, the head of the four great monks of Prajna Temple, more than a dozen times.

Compared to the later leader of the Qingcheng Sect, Dao Xuan, who fought against Lu Ping, was forced to do so due to various external factors.

Kongjian knew from the beginning that the Buddhist tradition of Lu Ping originated from his junior brother Kong Zhi, but he still chose to remain silent. Seeing Lu Ping being coerced by many righteous monks, Yuan Qingwei seemed a little shameless.

Even afterwards, Kong Jian realized that his actions were contrary to the compassion of Buddhism, and tried to make up for it, and even compensated for a great treasure from Prajna Temple. However, the later replenishment could not be restored.

It’s like there is a famous saying in the legal circles of the main world, “Late justice, injustice.”

Irreversible losses have been generated. Is it a compensation afterward to comfort yourself or compensation for the victim?

The word forgiveness is easy to say, but very difficult to do. It is two-way. When you ask you to forgive others, you are actually asking you to forgive yourself.

Forgive yourself not pursuing the other person, forgive yourself who is unwilling to pursue, forgive yourself who has given up the past...

According to Yuan Qingwei's memory, Lu Ping was trapped in Kongzhi's wish for the first half of his life, and was deeply influenced by him in the second half of his life. He didn't know what kind of mood Lu Ping chose to forgive, and he couldn't understand it.

But now, he was unwilling to make a good face for Yuan.

"Do you think, when did I find him? Was he before he joined the Qingcheng Sect or after he joined the Qingcheng Sect?"

Yuan Qing's answer to the question was not questioned, and then he lowered his head and whispered: "Amitabha!"

Yuan Qingwei's eyes were dim and he knew it in his heart. Although the people around him couldn't understand, he also saw that Yuan Qingwei had given the other party an answer, but he didn't continue to ask questions.

But Lu Ping's affairs had a great impact and were too bad, so everyone invited Yuan Qingwei to return to the Qingcheng Sect and make a conclusion at the Yu Zhengdao gathering.

Yuan Qingwei had no intention of refusing this. The group turned back to Qingcheng Mountain, and then Yuan Qingwei never saw Lu Ping again. During this period, he was arranged to be on the main peak of Qingcheng Mountain. Almost every day, an elder came to taste tea and talk with him, chatting and chatting.

It was not until a month later that the two great monks of Prajna Temple brought many disciples, as well as the elders of Penglai Pavilion and many children gathered on Qingcheng Mountain that Yuan Qingwei met Lu Ping again.

In front of the Qingcheng School Hall, wisps of light smoke kept floating out from the huge bronze tripod.

On the main seat in the middle of the hall, Dao Zhenren of the Qingcheng Sect was sitting upright. On his left hand were many elders of the Qingcheng Sect. The first seat on the right was the Kongjian monk from Prajna Temple, the second seat was Penglai Pavilion, followed by Yuan Qingwei, the Kongshi monk, and the representatives of the four major families.

The remaining disciples stood behind their respective teachers and looked at Lu Ping kneeling in the center.

After everyone arrived, Daoxuan sighed in his heart first, then stood up, took out Lu Ping's magic weapon, and slowly spoke: "Lu Ping!"

"Disciple is here."

"I think you know the purpose of our gathering here today. In addition to the elders of my Qingcheng Sect, there are also several righteous masters. This is the presidency of the Prajna Temple, and the elder Situ of Penglai Pavilion is sitting next to him, followed by the true man Qingwei, the monk of the Kongshi, and the Shuiyuetong family..."

Daoxuan first introduced everyone present, and when he talked about Yuan Qingwei, he paused.

Daoxuan also had a headache about Yuan Qingwei, the top third-grade Jindan real person who popped up from somewhere.

According to the various manifestations of Yuan Qingwei, he had at least a jade ruler in his hand that was no less than the treasures of the four major families, and his cultivation was at the top third-grade golden elixir realm. Among the many cultivators present, even Dao Xuan himself dared not say that he could surpass the other party without using the Tongtian Sword.

The origin is unknown. Although he suppressed the conspiracy of Jiuyoumen after he appeared, he had close contact with Lu Ping.

The most important thing is that he appeared too cleverly. To be honest, if the conversation between Yuan Qingwei and Yuan Ding had not shown that he seemed to know some inside story, Daoxuan would not want him to appear in this occasion.

However, Daoxuan is always the leader of the sect. At the end of the introduction, he also completed the adjustment of his mentality and said to Lu Ping: "I want to ask you a few things now. You must answer honestly and not hide them."

Lu Ping lowered his head and whispered: "Yes!"

Daoxuan pondered for a while and said slowly: "This time in the Western Wilderness, you were trapped by the attack of the dark tiger in the underworld. The Taoist Dharma revealed was identified by fellow Taoists in Prajna Temple as the unique Prajna Sutra passed down by the word "Prajna Temple, but is it true?"

Lu Ping didn't say anything, everyone stared at him silently, and when he spoke yes, the whole audience was in full bloom.

Except for Yuan Qingwei and two other insiders, everyone, including Daoxuan, looked at Lu Ping kneeling in the center in disbelief. Among them, many monks and even Kong Ling in the Prajna Temple were excited.

Daoxuan, who first reacted, frowned, and then asked about the origin of Lu Ping's magic weapon, but when asked about the specific reason, Lu Ping was unwilling to speak.

Facing this situation, Daoxuan was also helpless. He turned around and looked at the monk Kongjian in Prajna Temple. However, he saw that he kept silent and looked at Yuan Qingwei again.

Yuan Qingwei, who took a sip of tea, put down the teacup. The crisp sound suppressed the original commotional sound. Everyone looked over and heard him say calmly: "He knows the infinite Prajna Sutra, and the magic treasure in his hand is the most treasure of the demonic way. Everyone knows it in advance. What are you doing now when you make this posture?"

Daoxuan frowned even more, and looked at Yuan Qingwei and said, "Fellow Daoist, seems to have something to say?"
Chapter completed!