On the Mountain of the Two Realms, Lu Zheng was immersed in that complicated state of mind, and suddenly heard what the ascetic said, and was about to ask what fence it was. Suddenly, a few birdsongs came from a distance, and the sound was mournful and touching. The two followed the prestige, only to see a pair of big birds flying slowly in the sky.

When the dervish saw the birds from afar, he frowned, shook his head and sighed. Lu Zheng didn't know why, he only saw that the pair of birds were black and white, I don't know why, their song was mournful, and it sounded very touching. But because the distance is so far, I can't see it at all. Who knew that this thought was moving, and the little divine power immediately activated itself, and his eyesight instantly became stronger. In an instant, the two big birds in the distance even fell into his eyes.

Lu Zheng had never seen such a good-looking big bird, one was as black as night, the other was as white as snow, the black big bird had a white feather on the top of its head, and the white bird had a black feather on the top of its head. The claws of the two birds are bright red as blood, and there is no trace of miscellaneous feathers on the whole body, and the feathers are covered with symmetrical spirals, forming a whirlpool, which is extremely delicate and exquisite.

The two big birds fly side by side, looking at each other frequently, snuggling their wings in the sky. Alternating between black and white, the golden glow of the setting sun sprinkled on them, the brilliance flowed, and the feather whirlpool showed a flowing state, which was beautiful, forming a rare and beautiful picture, and leaving a trace of mystery in the sky. It makes people lose their minds and sigh at the intention of creation!

But if you look closely, the big white bird seems to be injured, its left wing is very weak and curled, relying only on its right wing, barely flying in the air, and almost falling off several times, it is the big black bird next to it to support it. The white bird was a little sluggish, and the black bird quickly flew under it to lift it, so that the white bird could buffer, and the two cooperated very tacitly.

At the same time, the blackbird made a very mournful cry from time to time, which should have been to lament the white bird, but the white bird continued to make gentle chirpings to comfort the blackbird. It seems that it must be a couple of birds, and the white birds are injured, and I don't know where they came from or where they are going.

Lu Zheng looked at it in a daze and muttered, "Great monk, what a beautiful bird!"

The dervish explained: "This is the Acacia Harrier, also known as the Infatuated Bird! It is extremely rare even in the spiritual world, let alone in the human world. This bird must be black and white when it appears, black is male and white is female. It is said that this bird is the most infatuated, living in the same nest, out of the same nest, really can be described as a double stay, inseparable, and if one of them unfortunately dies, the other will not survive, must be killed by the head touching the cliff, often the skull will be smashed, it can be seen that the love of this bird is fierce. ”

Lu Zheng was shocked when he heard this, and said in a lost voice: "There are such birds, it's really curious!"

The dervish sighed: "According to legend, this bird was incarnated by a pair of men and women who were infatuated with each other a long time ago, so it has always been haunted in pairs, and life and death will not be abandoned, so it is named Acacia Harrier." Although there is stupidity, it is also touching. Looking at the white bird's fluttering wings, it should have been seriously injured, and it seems that it will not live long. ”

No wonder the dervishes kept shaking their heads and sighing, Lu Zheng hurriedly asked, "Great monk, according to what you just said, if the white bird dies, will the black bird also commit suicide?"

Lu Zheng looked at the birds that were supporting each other, thinking of Tang Xiaojiu in his heart, and felt that what happened to the birds was as if he was with Brother Jiu, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, and pleaded: "Great monk, that big bird is injured, you are so capable, can you save them?"

The ascetic monk pronounced a Buddha name, his eyes showed unbearableness, and he said helplessly: "The poor monk has no choice." ”

Lu Zhengdao: "I heard Mingkong say that Buddhism universalizes all sentient beings, and the great monk has such a great ability, how can there be no way?"

The ascetic's tone was full of regret, and he replied, "Everything is difficult to complete, this name is Suva." What the Dharma saves is confusion, stupidity, greed, anger, little benefactor, you must know that many things in the world cannot be solved with supernatural powers. For example, if you want to save this bird in front of you, the poor monk is also powerless, not to mention that the bird will never allow anyone to approach, and listening to the call of the white bird, it should be too late, I am afraid that it will be ...... immediately."

As the two spoke, they kept their eyes on the pair of birds that were flying away, just as the ascetic said "only afraid". Suddenly, the wounded white bird chirped at the blackbird, and there was no sadness in the call, as if to say goodbye, and the only wings stopped after a hard fan, and just fell straight from mid-air. Lu Zheng's gaze also fell, and he exclaimed, "Oops, it's bad!"

The blackbird roared sharply, turned its big wings, and swooped down quickly towards the fallen white bird, swept under the white bird and took the lover on its back, and flew back to the original Fang Xiangshang. As the blackbird flew, it kept vibrating up and down slightly as its wings flapped, touching the white bird on its back, but the white bird remained frozen on its back, motionless.

The blackbird kept circling in the air, chirping anxiously, as if trying to call the white bird, hoping to get a response, but unfortunately the white bird did not move, did not respond. After circling in mid-air a few more times, the blackbird finally confirmed that its companion was dead, and slowed its wings.

The dervish knew what was going to happen, so he took Lu Zheng's hand and said, "Don't look at it anymore, let's go on the road!" Lu Zheng pulled his arm and said anxiously: "No, I still want to see them, it's so pitiful for the birds." Great monk, let's wait a little longer, shall we?"

The dervishew pondered: "This child has just been separated from his companions, and he has seen such a scene of life and death, could it be that God has inspired this child to have a relationship with the Buddha, so that he can see the pain of birth, old age, sickness and death? He pondered for a while, and said, "All right, but the poor monk said that the black bird was about to die for the white bird." If you insist on looking, don't be surprised or scared for a while, and don't turn your head or cover your eyes with your hands. You have to know that this is the pain of parting in the world. That bird is so infatuated, and it deserves to be respected. ”

Lu Zheng nodded, hummed decisively, and still stared intently at the blackbird in the air. I only heard the blackbird let out several wailing cries one after another, which were sad and moving, and then spread its wings and went into the clouds.

At this time, Lu Zheng didn't understand what the black bird was going to do, but the ascetic had half-closed his eyes, and he didn't seem to be looking at it, and began to silently recite a mantra that he had never taught Lu Zheng, which was the mantra of the afterlife.

The blackbird flew so high that it had become a black dot in the sky. Lu Zheng craned his neck and tried to widen his eyes, but for some reason, he couldn't mobilize his eyesight this time. He suddenly remembered that the ascetic said that the little supernatural powers were illusions created by his own mind, and that everything was something he had seen before. But I clearly haven't seen this acacia harrier, how could it trigger Xiaotianyantong just now?

While he was thinking about it, the black dot in the air became bigger and bigger, and the blackbird swooped down from the sky at a rapid speed, and with a terrifying firmness, it was going to die with the white bird on its back.

The dervish clasped his hands together, and the voice of chanting the 'mantra of death' suddenly became louder, and the mantra was thick and powerful, echoing in the mountain wind, ethereal and ethereal.

Lu Zheng suddenly understood what the black bird was going to do, and exclaimed, somehow a hallucination of Tang Xiaojiu being stabbed through the throat by the snake demon's tongue appeared in his mind, which was extremely clear, and he also heard Tang Xiaojiu's screams in his ears. The illusion and the voice flashed away, and he saw the blackbird swooping towards the earth again, Lu Zheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, closed his eyes tightly, turned his head and didn't dare to look again, completely forgetting what he had promised the ascetic just now.

He closed his eyes with all his might, shrunk to one side, and even covered his ears with his hands, and for a while, he could only see his heartbeat like a drum, echoing on his eardrums, and he only hoped that everything would pass quickly. Just when his heartbeat was so intense that it seemed to jump out of his throat, suddenly an ethereal silence came to his heart, Lu Zheng's heart was inexplicably relieved, and when he opened his eyes, the surroundings somehow became silent and unusually quiet. Even the cold wind that had been blowing on his face was whistling back and forth, and he didn't know that Weishenme had suddenly disappeared. And the tension in his heart disappeared, but the world around him was filled with a special sense of loneliness, just like his lonely heart.

In an instant, Lu Zheng suddenly had a strange feeling, it seemed that the world in front of him was not the original heaven and earth, but the unfolding of shijie in his heart, and from his lonely heart, this equally lonely world was transformed into a lonely desert.

In the quiet, Lu Zheng heard a clear gasp that flickered and shortened, and he seemed very nervous and hurried, and then found that it was him. As if he had sensed something, an indescribable dullness surged in his heart, and Lu Zheng suddenly raised his head, and the sky was as black as ink!

And in the darkest depths, a white light seemed to come from the nine heavens, with an awe-inspiring divine might, and it was rapidly snatching out of the darkness. At this time, Lu Zheng's heart is like heaven and earth, heaven and earth are like his heart, and in the induction of being integrated with heaven and earth, he really felt the terrifying momentum contained in that white light, cutting the heavens and the earth!

The white light stunned the sky, stabbing at the blackbird like a meteor, until it was almost close to the blackbird but suddenly slowed down. Lu Zheng only found out at this time that the blackbird swooped down from mid-air, and at some point it was actually motionless in mid-air, and the white light approached the blackbird, which seemed to be hindered by some kind of invisible, and became slower, but it was still approaching the blackbird.

This strange and strange scene made Lu Zheng involuntarily open his mouth wide, and it took a long time to react, wanting to ask the ascetic monk to understand, but found that the ascetic on the side didn't even recite the mantra of the past life, closed his eyes, and remained motionless. At this moment, an extremely lonely sigh echoed in the void. Lu Zheng was puzzled: "Are there other people around here?"

Just when Lu Zheng's mind moved, a sudden change occurred!