第四十七章 新的征途(2 / 2)

sufferinghero，areforced!

whatdidyoudoican‘trelyonthebody，andthewindbowshouldbeunderthebed，butican‘tmove.

smallseven，listentome，inowbodyunabletomove，andihavetoreturntothedreamofspace，itrytoholdyourbreathnow，therewillbetwocases，oneismebecauseofoxygentothebrain，therewillbeabriefdizziness，whileyoufocusoncallingmeatthistime，andiwillreadaloudthewindbreakkillniangcoax，secondican‘thelpbreathing，bodyautomaticallystopbreath，itishardtogoback.

youjustsaidtome，sonofthebuddhawillbeintheselectedpeople，plantedthetreeofdreamsinconsciousness，butafternormalforpeopletodream，everytimeintothedreamscenarioandgetalongwithobjectwillbedifferent.

sowhereisthekindofdreamsunderthetree

thebestempressshouldalsousethisway，canlettheordinarypeopleintotheconsciousnessofenchantment，thatmeanstheremustbeadon‘tneedspecialabilitythatcanentertheinsideofthemethod.

whereyoujustsaidletmebacktothesettled，ithinkiunderstandthemeaningofthissentence，toenterthedreamenchantment，actuallyisfixedinaparticularstateofconsciousness，iswhatyousaidandmeditate.

waitistartedherbreath，willgiveyouasignal，youandmeatthesametimerecitingthewords，youdon‘tpracticeforawhilefirstreadwrong.

toelderbrotherican‘treadwrong，areyoureadytotellme，xiaoqiwithconsciousnesstoanswerme(iwanttotrythisway，becausethetime，kiddoisbycallingoutformehere，andiamincontactwithher，atthattimeourconsciousness，andiamalsofromthereality，returnedtotheside.

smallsevenindreamspace，nowiusethischarmwithher，seeifyoucanletmereturntoinsideopenconsciousnesspath.

notforamomentifeltabitswollen，heartdepressedthinking，icouldbeoneofthefewacurafool，getoxygentoyourbreath.

myeffortstosuppressthebreath，whilerememberingthecurse，forthefirsttimetodosuchafoolishthing，theairissoimportanttothebody，overtime，itseemstomethatbug-eyedtosuppresscomeout，ifeeltoholdtherightaway.

thisideaisreally...

consciousnessisalittleblurred，themindofthewindbreakkillniangcoaxcursewordssound，isasmallrecitesevenreading，shefinallystarted，linecanseenow.

eyesbegantosurroundthewhitemist，comeback...

bodyseemstobelighter，thewhitemistlikeabuoyancyhimself，slowlymoreandmorehigh，thisfeelingiswrong，ineverrisebacktoexperience.

headnotbulgenow，don‘tfeellikebreathing，itis...

qinghuapoolfondleviolet，theearthbetweentheunreal.

thatsoundssosweet，asifthroughthecloudsfloattothecrowd，ineverknewthevoiceofthewoman，canletamanbonecrispsoulgonewiththewind，truevoice，itiswhatkindofwoman!

itriedtothroughthefogtofindtheownerofthevoice，butcan‘tseetheirownhandsandbody，onlythefogaroundthethicknotturnaround.

dongstringswithatouchofvoice，myheartsuddenlyliketomissabeat，slowlyandafewstrings...

neverseemstobealldon‘tknow，organmusichavesomuchinfluenceonpeople，howdoesdufuyoupoem...

whoisthiswoman

i‘mthinkingof，justlistentohermouthtosingup...

spend...

ah，thisvoice，letmethinkiphocomodownloadthesongsandmusiclikewashingthedisheswashdishesbangingalmost!

ialsolikemusicandsomeclassicalmusic，likethecelloandviolinconcerto，alsolikeancienttunesandsong，butdefinitelynotatune，andsinger:letmethink...

thereseemstobeafireinhisthroat，igulpedhard，inthemoviethesatyr，seemtoencounterthebeautyofthetimejustlikethis，whatyousounpromising.

words，ihaven‘tseenwhatareparentslike

iwanttopinchyourselfhardthighs，ah...

this，thisistoomuch，ididn‘tzhaknowherbody!

wrong，ihandtouchthings，icanfeelitistheirownlegs，whatisthisvisualeffect

inthisastheskyabove，inthisasaheavenlyvoiceperformanceandwomensinging，butiplayinyourselfandyourjoy...

thisistheconcentration

songended...

kingsson...

whilethecloudbegantodisperse，awomaninagreengarmentunlineduppergarment，betweenthecloudandmistslowlybornform.

whenfacethegastoscatter，onecanmakeanyman，fortheamazingknockoutinsight...

iwasdreaming