009, Return to the baby (Part 2)

Shui Grandma's sprinkler fabrics, but people don't have to do anything. The ghetto on the ground automatically flies up and weaves them into a growing horse. The tribesmen's feeling was just amazement, not a shock, because she is Shui Grandma's awe, and it seems to be a natural thing to have such a skill. It's just that Shui Grandma's request that everyone sit in front and see this scene clearly, which is unprecedented.

Everyone saw it, but when they wanted to see it carefully, they had different feelings. The ghettoes on the ground flew up as if they echoed a certain force in their bodies, and they felt a little unstoppable. However, Grandma Shui did not allow everyone to move around, and she felt very uncomfortable, but she just endured it.

Some people feel dizzy and nauseous as they look at it, because the flying silk in the air is too dense. When they want to watch this process very carefully, they will enter a very strange state. The scene in their sight seems to magnify, and other things disappear. Only countless dense squids are flying and entangled, and their minds are also turbulent.

Some people gradually dare not look at each other. As long as they close their eyes, the uncomfortable feeling will disappear. However, Grandma Shui asked everyone to see clearly. How can they look at each other with their eyes closed?

These simple tribe members are really obedient, and most of them grit their teeth and persevere. In fact, they can't hold on to force themselves at all. In the end, they faint and feel like they are asleep. Some people are really unable to enter the state and cannot see the process of weaving the cloth clearly, and just sit there and persevere.

Huwa stood behind, staring at Grandma Shui with curious eyes as Grandma Shui showed off her magical skills. He was wondering, how Grandma Shui turned these galaxies into cloth out of thin air? Then he remembered another thing, the strange bird could take pictures from the air, and Grandma Shui showed her skills at this moment, which was much more powerful than that of the strange bird.

When he was thinking randomly, he couldn't see the details of Ge Si flying. Huwa realized this, so he stopped thinking about anything else. He just wanted to see clearly how silk turned into cloth, and then he saw clearly. The scene in front of him was enlarged, and it seemed that there were only countless flying silks left between the sky and the earth, wrapped and connected and woven into cloth. Each Ge Si thinner than hair became as thick as twine in his sight.

Huwa saw the details of the knotweed cloth, and then felt dizzy. He was sleeping well yesterday, but why did he feel sleepy again now? Huwa shook his head hard and got out of the state he had just now. What he saw was the water lady in the silk cloth in front of the door.

Huwa continued to watch, and at this moment he no longer felt uncomfortable and dizzy. He gradually saw that it was not only the flying silk cloth, but the whole scene. The scene was very smooth and beautiful, accompanied by a natural flowing force, like a moving painting. Huwa already knew what a painting was. The tribesmen once portrayed some scenes on the stones surrounding the village walls, some hunting and some planting trees.

These patterns are often very simple and rough. Huwa often goes to see those scenes. For example, when he sees some simple lines outlined patterns, he thinks it through, and then a group of tribesmen are chasing their prey.

At this moment, Grandma Shui also became a painting in Huwa's eyes. Her hair was moving and her clothes were moving, as if she was controlling the gullies with a strange rhythm. The gullies slowly floating in the air seemed like a stream flowing in the mountains. Huwa saw flowing water, which was controlled by the power of heaven and earth, and converged into streams in the mountains. The streams seemed to be like that, but the water kept flowing.

This is the tranquility in movement. The flowing water becomes the stream that people see, and the flowing silk becomes the cloth that tigers see. No matter whether or not there are such things as gauze in the world, as long as gauze is weaving it, it will appear; just like water flows in it, people can see the stream. Only by understanding the tranquility in movement can you see each scene clearly.

Huwa seemed to have realized it. This was not summed up in words, but naturally entered this state. He had forgotten what he was doing, and even did not realize his own existence. In this state, he seemed to be watching and not watching. Huwa entered the country, in a very simple state. When he forgot even himself, he closed his eyes.

Huwa felt that his whole body was moving inside and outside, his heart was beating, his chest and lungs were breathing, his blood was flowing, and even his hair and skin were in a tidal rhythm, without a trace of it being still. But in this dynamic feeling, he entered a strange state of quietness, so he could clearly perceive all this.

He stood there and seemed to be asleep. His whole body was relaxed with a smile, but he stood steadily and did not fall down. His whole body felt very comfortable. Huwa didn't realize at this moment that Grandma Shui asked the tribesmen to see her textile fabric, and hoped that everyone was looking for this state.

Grandma Shui didn't notice that Huwa was successful because she couldn't even think of it. The child was too young, less than four years old. Even if someone saw Huwa like this, he would probably not realize that he had entered the first state, or the first state.

Huwa is very small and is the most inconspicuous among the onlookers. Many of the tribesmen around him have closed their eyes like him. The meaning of closing eyes and closing eyes is also different. It is not easy to see the water-grandmother-in-law's sponge. Most people will feel dizzy, and they can stand by only by closing their eyes and not looking anymore.

Huwa was finally awakened by Grandma Shui's voice, and only heard Grandma Shui say, "Okay, let's be here today. After you go back, you should carefully recall your feelings at this moment. All those who meet the requirements will continue to come to me next time; and as long as everyone else is fine, it is best to come."

Huwa didn't know how long it had passed, but Grandma Shui's cloth had been spun. Her voice was filled with imperceptible fatigue. Obviously, what she did today was much more than as easy as it seemed. The tribe members had dispersed, Grandma Shui did not find anyone who had successfully entered the Chuzhao Realm, but she was not too disappointed. Several tribe members had a good reaction and could continue to practice and accept her guidance in the future.

From beginning to end, Grandma Shui didn't say a word or tell her tribe members what she wanted to do, and what should everyone do. Because she knew that even if she said it, it would be useless. Even if she described the first situation to the tribe members clearly, it would not mean that everyone could enter that state. Looking at her textile fabrics is a completely unspeakable teaching.

Li Qingshui on the hills in the distance sighed inwardly. He knew Ruoshui's purpose very well. This practice could be said to be unique. Because when facing those simple tribesmen, they really cannot explain the wonders of the first state of cultivation. And based on Li Qingshui's experience, even if they can explain it clearly, let others understand it, and consciously find that state, they may not have a greater chance of success than Ruoshui's guidance method.

But even Li Qingshui didn't notice that the little tiger widow entered the first state today, which he could not imagine, because such a young child could not understand the wonder of the state of cultivation, and even if he deliberately taught it, it would be impossible to teach it. It might be because the method Ruoshui used was too special, and the tiger widow just naturally experienced that state.

For the tribe members, it is obviously not a good thing to watch Shui Grandma's textile fabric, but when Shui Grandma said something, everyone dared not ignore it. Even those who didn't have to go see it would go. Fortunately, Shui Grandma does not do this every day. After several days, she did not summon the tribe members again, and many people felt relieved.

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The patriarch Ruoshan returned from the hunting team, and the whole village became extremely lively for a while, and everyone was excited. This time, the best hunters in the clan, Bo Zhuang and Zhong Zhuang, did not go there, but they harvested more prey than before, because of Panhu. This inconspicuous flower-tailed dog moves like the wind in the mountains and forests, jumping and rushing like flying, and ordinary beasts are no match for it at all.

When he went out to hunt, Panhu also learned a lot of things. Shanye taught it how to lurk, how to wait for the best opportunity, how to cooperate with the tribe, and how to give up. This dog is very obedient and easy to learn, and the most important thing is that it also learned how not to bark.

Panhu's roar was very powerful. When he roared with all his strength, he could shake the panicked leopard and fall off the tree. If it roared casually, it would scare away all the prey in the mountain.

Panhu's extremely impactful roar is different from his usual roars. It is his natural supernatural power. Ruoshan teaches it not to use it at will with the help of hunting, and gradually learns to control the direction of its power. The sound was originally spreading and difficult to control, but Panhu gradually could emit the power of the roar in only one direction, while people in other directions only heard ordinary dog ​​barking.

This time, Panhu has harvested such a rich prey, and Panhu has become a hero in the eyes of the tribe. Even if it stands upright and is not tall, everyone will come over to pat his head intimately and touch his neck, which makes the dog a little depressed and proud. It shakes its head in front of the tiger baby, gestures with a pair of forelimbs, as if it wants to tell a lot of things, but unfortunately it can't speak.

After the hunting team returned, Grandma Shui summoned her tribe members to watch her spinning fabric again. The last time, it had changed from a crescent moon to a crescent moon. Among the tribe members who went out to hunt, there were also those who met the requirements. This time, they also joined the team of cross-sitting people. Grandma Shui also ordered Panhu to sit and watch her spinning fabric.

The sitting posture of this dog is different from that of other people. It just squats and does not sit cross-legged like a human. It is hard to say whether this special "tribe member" meets the previous requirements of Grandma Shui. Of course, it has not yet gotten married, but it is definitely under sixteen years old. However, the concept of age of the dog should be different from that of a human, so the tribe members did not raise any objection.

Other flame retardant that did not meet the requirements were still surrounded by the fun. Many people closed their eyes as they watched, and Huwa was one of them. Huwa's feelings were similar to last time, but that state was clearer. He didn't deliberately do this, but he just felt that it was very comfortable and comfortable, and he wanted Grandma Shui to ask everyone to see the fabric every day.

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Chapter completed!