Chapter 585: Bringing the Dead Back to Life

"Well, that's what Senior Brother said!" Sand Seng nodded silently when he heard this.

"Yes, the king is right, this flower must be an auspicious flower, and it will definitely bring good luck to us!" Sun Nu took a step back and echoed loudly.

Sun Mad and the others were stunned when they heard this, and they also turned their worries into joy.

"Okay, okay, let's all disperse!"

He waved away more than a dozen old monkeys who came to watch, and then shouted loudly towards the bottom of the mountain: "Listen, the king said, this flower is an auspicious flower, not a flower on the other side, a soul-attracting flower, everyone is panicked, continue to practice!"

At the bottom of the mountain, the group of monkeys shouted and quickly dispersed.

A dozen old monkeys looked at each other a few times, then left laughing.

Wukong nodded, and then led everyone to lower the clouds and walked into a secret room next to the Water Curtain Cave.

As soon as he entered the cave, he quickly waved his hand to drive everyone away, leaving only Bajie and Sha Seng behind, and then set up layers of enchantments at the entrance of the cave before releasing the copper coffin.

Click!

The lid of the copper coffin opened, and as the relics of the shimmering Buddha light rose, Tang Seng was wearing a brocade robe, with a nine-ring tin staff across his legs, and his legs sat cross-legged and slowly rose.

"Sure enough, it's him?" Bajie looked carefully at Tang Seng who was suspended in the air three times, and nodded heavily.

"This is indeed his flesh, no doubt!"

"Senior brother, this monk's breath and pulse are completely gone, shouldn't he have died a long time ago?" Sha Seng stretched out his hand and touched Tang Seng's wrist, and then probed his snort, his expression was a little complicated.

"I don't know if I'm dead or not, but now I can only be a dead horse and a live horse doctor!" the monkey flipped his big hand and took out a yellow pill the size of an egg from his bosom.

"Nine turns back to the Soul Pill?" Bajie's eyes were sharp, and when he saw it, he stretched out his big hand and wanted to take it.

"Go, go, you idiot, you haven't lost your soul, how can you grab something with a dead man?" The monkey waved his big hand away unceremoniously, then put Tang Seng Ping in front of him, turned around and ordered: "Senior Brother Sha, you go and pour some water quickly!"

"Okay!" the sand monk replied, turning to fetch water.

"I said stinky monkey, such a precious Nine Reincarnation Soul Pill, I heard that Lao Jun can't practice ten pills a year, where did you get it?"

"Idiot, this is not Lao Jun's Nine Turning Soul Pill!"

The monkey deliberately shook the pill in his hand, and then said lightly: "This is my old grandson painting scoop according to the gourd, and the pill that is uniquely refined is nine turns and a small pill!"

"What, Nine Turns Small Soul Pill? You, you said that the Nine Turns Soul Pill in your hand didn't come from Lao Jun?"

Bajie was stunned when he heard this, then stepped forward, looked at Wukong in surprise and said, "I said monkey, you said that you refined this pill yourself?

"Hmph!" The monkey reached out and took the pure water handed over by Sha Seng, asked Sha Seng to break Tang Seng's clenched teeth, and then stuffed the elixir in his hand into his mouth.

Seeing that the pill had entered Tang Seng's mouth, Bajie smashed his tongue, and said faintly unwillingly: "Hey, I said monkey, does your pill that you have refined indiscriminately have any miracle effect?"

"I said idiot, you talk so much nonsense, don't be idle, hurry up and read me the art of resurrection!"

"Hmph, where can I do anything to bring the dead back to life!"

Bajie waved his sleeves, straightened his belly, and rolled his eyes vigorously. "Besides, this monk seems to have been dead for I don't know how many years, his qi and blood have dried up early, whether he can be saved depends on his creation?"

"Hmph, it's all at this moment, you still want to hide your secrets?"

The monkey glared at him fiercely, and then changed his words and said: "Hehe, if you don't want to wash away your sins, then let this monk completely scatter, besides, this pill is expensive, I am reluctant to waste it!"

"Hey, hey!" Bajie's face changed when he heard this, and he immediately became a little anxious, "Okay, okay, you feed him, can't I read it?"

"Hmph, you idiot, you know how to cheat and cheat!" the monkey raised his leg and kicked him, and then fed Tang Seng the clean water in his hand.

Bajie snorted a few times, then sat down on the spot, folded his hands, closed his eyes, and recited aloud the so-called art of resurrection.

After feeding the pill, Wukong stretched out his big hand and pressed Tang Seng's chest and abdomen for a moment before returning to his seat to rest.

Hula-la-la!

As the pill entered the abdomen, accompanied by Bajie's somewhat hoarse strange chanting, the cave room suddenly had a gust of gloomy wind, and the already somewhat dim vision instantly became more depressed and heavy.

The monkey took a few sips of tea in great comfort, then leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes slightly, completely oblivious to the gusts of wind and strange phenomena in front of him.

Only Sha Seng stood alone beside Tang Seng, staring at him with big eyes, as if he was very nervous.

In the Wuji Kingdom many years ago, although he witnessed the miraculous medicinal effect of the Nine Transformations Soul Pill, after many years, when he wanted to witness another person come back to life again, he was still a little apprehensive in his heart.

If this monk wakes up, what does it mean?

Can the mystery of all sins really be solved?

Half an hour later, just when Bajie was faintly impatient and was about to open his mouth to accuse the monkey of deceiving people, he heard a surprised sound from Sha Seng, and he immediately opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" he jumped up with a whoosh, and then stepped next to Tang Seng in one step.

"Ahh ！”

Tang Seng, who was originally lying flat, slowly opened his eyelids at this time, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pig's head with a fat head and big ears in front of him, and he was immediately startled.

"Hey, Senior Brother, he's really alive!" Sha Seng turned to look at Wukong Dao with a happy face.

"Really?" the monkey staggered to his feet, and then reached out and took the relics suspended above Tang Seng's head into his arms.

Bajie's eyes were sharp, and he immediately reacted and said: "Hey, hey, senior brother, that bone looks a little strange, just give it to me!"

"Hmph, think beautifully!" The monkey moved a chair angrily, and then sat down in front of Tang Seng.

"Hey, stinky bald donkey, do you still know me?"

"Is it you?Wukong?" Tang Seng put down his legs and slowly stood on the ground, seeing the face of the monkey clearly at a glance, his face turned pale.

"What? You... Still alive?"

"Of course I'm alive!"

The monkey's face was gloomy, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was so cold that it could form frost.

"But you're dying!"

"I'm dying ... ?I... Am I not dead?"

Tang Seng looked down at himself, and then said in astonishment: "Why haven't I died yet?"

"Could it be ... It's you... Saved... Me?"