Reviving Jin Chanzi, the Dragon King of the West Sea Comes to Deliver a "Horse"? Don't You Find That Suspicious?

Tathagata Buddha Patriarch stood above Eagle Sorrow Ravine.

The water below him had shrunk considerably.

After Luo Xuan took away the Water-Raising Pearl, the water it had forcibly drawn there lost its support and gradually receded, revealing the ravine's original contours.

But the water had not drained completely. A layer of muddy water still covered the ravine floor, with dead branches, rotting leaves, and a few white scales floating here and there on its surface, glimmering dully in the weak afternoon sunlight.

Tathagata raised a hand and made a grasping motion toward the water.

He pulled a mangled body from the mud, then cut open its belly and removed some undigested remains.

With a flick of his finger, a drop of water flew from his fingertip.

The drop was no bigger than a grain of rice and perfectly clear. It fell at an unhurried pace, and the moment it touched the remains, it seeped in like clear water sinking into parched earth, without a sound.

The remains swelled slightly, as though something were expanding inside them.

Then their blurred edges began to sharpen. The scattered scraps of flesh seemed to be drawn together by an invisible thread, gathering and joining piece by piece, as though someone were slowly fitting scattered fragments back where they belonged!

The outline went from vague to distinct, from incomplete to whole.

A head gradually emerged from the bloody mass, followed by shoulders, a torso, and limbs.

A monk who had been eaten days ago

was brought back to life!

Tang Sanzang lay in midair with his eyes closed. His chest slowly rose and fell.

His eyelashes stirred, and then his eyes opened.

The first thing he saw was the gray-white sky. His gaze shifted slowly to Tathagata Buddha Patriarch's broad face above him, then to