Chapter 968 Taoist Buddha
The world is vast and the world is vast.

The three Bodhisattvas, Cihang, Manjusri and Samantabhadra, lowered their heads and looked down, lacking any of the dignity of a Bodhisattva.

Opposite these three Bodhisattvas, Taiyi Zhenren opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he could not utter any words of blame.

From a personal perspective, Taiyi Zhenren can actually understand why Cihang, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra devoted themselves to the Buddhist world after their reincarnation.

After all, before they regained their memories of their past lives, Cihang, Manjusri and Samantabhadra were not the Daluo Jinxian of Yuxu Palace.

After regaining their past memories, Cihang, Manjusri and Samantabhadra had already become Bodhisattvas of Buddhism.

Compared to the master who has disappeared for who knows how many years.

Even among all the worlds, the Buddhist world is considered to be a powerful one and can indeed be regarded as a strong thigh.

However, from Yuanshi Tianzun’s perspective, the betrayal of the three people is an indisputable fact.

Perhaps it is for this reason.

Yuanshi Tianzun did not summon his three disciples in person, but asked Taiyi Zhenren to come on his behalf to find out the reasons.

“What exactly is going on?”

“Why didn’t you go and revive your master after you were reborn?”

“Don’t you know that this behavior makes Master very sad?”

After a brief silence, the sadness on Taiyi Zhenren’s face became even more intense.

Among the Twelve Golden Immortals of Yuxu, Taiyi Zhenren has always been the one with the best popularity.

Many times, when conflicts arose between fellow disciples, Taiyi Zhenren would mediate between them.

Therefore, in response to Taiyi Zhenren’s question, Cihang, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra looked at each other in bewilderment, and in the end it was Taoist Cihang who spoke first.

“Brother Taiyi, it’s not that we don’t want to revive our master, we just don’t dare to go!”

Taoist Cihang’s first words surprised Taoist Taiyi.

“Brother Taiyi, I’m not afraid of you laughing at me. Even for the three of us to meet you now is actually a big risk.”

“If we hadn’t gotten the Buddha’s nod and confirmed our Master’s identity, the three of us might still be hiding in our respective worlds.”

Taiyi Zhenren couldn’t help but frowned, and vaguely heard the implication of Taoist Cihang’s words.

“Someone dares to pretend to be Master?”

He nodded affirmatively, and this time it was Manjusri Bodhisattva who spoke.

“Brother Taiyi, have you ever thought about why we were defeated one by one?”

“Not only that, why have we been dead for tens of millions of years but our true spirits are still obscured and we are still unable to recover the memories of our past lives?”

Although the Twelve Golden Immortals of Yuxu have their own strengths and weaknesses, they are basically all at the level of supreme gods.

Except for a few unlucky people who died in the [Sinking Zone], the rest basically have the possibility of resurrection and rebirth.

Situations like the current one where the entire army is annihilated are not uncommon, but they are extremely rare.

“But… didn’t you successfully recover the memories of your past life?”

Blinking in confusion, Taiyi Zhenren’s question made the three of them look at each other with bitter smiles again.

“We did regain our memories of our past lives, but we did so with the blessing of the Buddha.”

Puxian’s voice was a little low, but it was full of convincing indifference.

“Before we received the Buddha’s blessing, every time we were about to regain our memories of our past lives, various accidents would occur, forcing us to reincarnate again.”

“Occasionally once or twice it might be luck, but if it happens too often one has to doubt the meaning of it.”

Taking the initiative to take over Samantabhadra’s words, Taoist Cihang spoke again.

“Who is preventing us from resurrecting again and again?”

“Who on earth could know our weaknesses and kill us one by one?” Taoist Cihang asked himself with deep eyes and no longer compassionate face.

“The three of us thought about it for a long time and finally determined that it couldn’t be an outsider…”

Without waiting for Taiyi Zhenren to refute, Taoist Cihang continued speaking.

“After realizing this, the three of us teamed up to reverse time and tried to go back to the past to find the truth, but we ended up running into Master…”

“To be more precise, it was the murderer who disguised himself as Master.”

“He stopped us from going back in time, and almost killed us again.”

“Fortunately, we have received the Buddha’s blessing and returned to the Pure Land at the last moment, so we did not enter the cycle of reincarnation.”

These words of Cihang, Manjusri and Samantabhadra reminded Taiyi Zhenren of Yuanshi Tianzun’s speculation – the real murderer might be lurking among the Twelve Golden Immortals of Yuxu.

“In fact, we all thought at first that you were the murderer behind this.”

Perhaps it was the description of Taoist Cihang that reminded Manjusri of that experience again.

At this moment, the look he gave Taiyi Zhenren seemed a little strange, and this strangeness was mixed with a hint of imperceptible vigilance.

As the most favored and most popular of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

There is no doubt that Taiyi Zhenren is so powerful that even Guangchengzi, the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals, does not dare to easily defeat him.

So if we were to say who among all the fellow disciples has the ability and opportunity to assassinate the Twelve Golden Immortals, Taiyi Zhenren is undoubtedly the most likely suspect.

“Are you doubting me?”

Noticed Manjusri’s eyes.

Taiyi Zhenren was stunned and at the same time felt absurd.

At the same time, Taiyi Zhenren also understood why Cihang, Manjusri and Samantabhadra were so cautious.

If there had not been the endorsement of Sakyamuni, they would probably not even have this meeting, having been cheated once.

“It’s not suspicion, it’s just necessary caution.”

Samantabhadra was not as suspicious as Manjusri, but he also clearly explained the concerns of the three of them.

“Brother Taiyi, if it were you, what would you think?”

Hearing this, Taiyi Zhenren could not help but fall silent again.

No matter who the real culprit behind the scenes is, he has undoubtedly instigated a werewolf game of mutual distrust among the Twelve Golden Immortals of Yuxu.

“Master will find out everything.”

After a moment’s silence, Taiyi Zhenren said this.

“Yes! Master will get to the bottom of everything, just like before.”

A strange smile appeared on his lips again, but there was no trace of smile in Manjusri’s voice.

“But before we find out?”

“Master loves you the most, so you don’t have to worry.”

“But for disciples like me who are not favored by the Master, will He really take us to heart?”

After a slight pause, Manjusri ignored the looks from Cihang and Samantabhadra and continued speaking.

“Or in other words, knowing that there is a traitor among us, will Master still trust us unconditionally like he does you?”

“Brother Taiyi, we are different from you.”

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(End of this chapter)