Chapter eighty-ninth, finger training in sand basin
~Date:~September 21~
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The problem is, he knew that he needed to practice the soft finger technique, but he didn’t know how to practice it. Finally, Jian Lao taught him a set of fingering techniques, but he didn’t tell him what the fingering techniques were. He just taught him to follow the exercises and when to practice them.
When he reaches the state of harmony and freedom, like flowing water and moving clouds, he will be considered to have reached the fifth level of finger bending.
So, Ye Bai began to practice this strange set of fingering techniques. For some reason, he always felt that the set of fingering techniques taught to him by Jian Lao was extremely obscure. The first posture actually took him half an hour, and the second posture actually took him half an hour.
The postures are even weirder. It took a full hour, but this set of fingerings has a total of thirty-six postures. If you continue like this, I don’t know how many days it will be until you master it, and you will reach what Jian Lao said.
I'm afraid even one year won't be enough to achieve that state of harmony, ease and smoothness.
However, Ye Bai had no choice. He could only practice according to this, practicing one posture after another. Every fingering posture was extremely difficult. The fingertips seemed to be wrapped with a thousand kilograms of heavy iron. They were jerky and stagnant.
If this continues, when will we be able to achieve the state that Jian Lao said?
Ye Bai couldn't help but doubt, and even felt that it was impossible. He didn't understand what kind of fingering method could be so difficult, but his perseverance also taught him not to give up.
He thought of a way.
He ordered Bing'er to bring back a basin of sand from outside and made a set of black iron finger gloves. When he put on the pair of black iron finger gloves, he immediately felt that his hands were heavier and the fingering techniques of his hands became more stagnant and obscure.
, then he inserted all ten fingers of his hands into the sand and began to practice the first fingering posture.
Practicing in this way was naturally more difficult. Ye Bai could hardly perform a complete fingering technique, but he did not retreat.
He gritted his teeth and persisted, looking for the feeling bit by bit, perfecting the posture bit by bit. Finally, from morning to night, for a whole day, he finally made his first fingering in the sand basin.
posture, but the whole person was as tired as a cow panting, more tired than practicing sword formation.
At night, when he took off his finger cots, thick blood cocoons had been worn out in many places on the fingers of his hands, and the blood was dripping. Bing'er hurriedly found gauze with ice cubes on it, added herbs, and wrapped it for him.
However, a stabbing pain still penetrated her heart. Bing'er really couldn't understand what he was doing, but as a maid, she didn't dare to ask questions, and Ye Bai had no intention of explaining to her.
Before dawn the next day, Ye Bai stood in the yard again and continued to practice. This time, he practiced the second fingering posture. Just like the first day, he could barely stand in the sand basin until dusk.
He showed up the second fingering posture, but it was far from being proficient. The fingers were so stiff that they looked like they were not his.
In the evening, when he returned to the house, except for the black iron finger gloves, his hands were already as red and swollen as steamed buns. The slightest touch made him feel a sharp pain. Even if he applied ice, he was almost numb and had no feeling at all.
Bing'er bandaged him carefully and gently, and blew on him gently, but he was not in his mind. His whole mind was completely immersed in the scene in the sand basin during the day, and he didn't even notice that Bing'er felt distressed.
's eyes.
In the third posture, Ye Bai finally made some progress. It only took him most of a day and he also practiced the fourth posture in prototype. However, his fingers were already like iron blocks and completely stiff.
It doesn't feel like it belongs to him anymore.
But Ye Bai's fingers became more and more flexible and graceful, as if they had a strange rhythm. Although when he was in the sand basin, his fingers were still as stagnant as dragging a thousand kilograms of iron, slow and jerky,
But once it is taken out, it seems to be played in the air, and even the air can produce a sound like a piano.
The fifth and sixth postures were getting faster and faster. In the sand basin, Ye Bai's hands gradually glowed with a subtle red light. However, because he was wearing black iron finger gloves, it didn't look like that at all on the outside.
It didn't work, but Ye Bai felt that his fingers seemed to be heating up, and something warm was flowing inside his body.
He didn't pay much attention.
Ye Bai only spent half a day on the sixth and seventh postures, but they were already similar, completely different from the first one. The dull feeling he had the next day, even in the sand basin.
There is also a hint of agility in it.
In the eighth and ninth postures, the progress became more and more obvious. Gradually, even through the black iron finger gloves, in the fine sand of the sand basin, when Ye Bai's fingers reached a certain level, there would be
There were wisps of subtle red light, and Ye Bai soon noticed it. When he closed the curtain at night, Bing'er went to empty it out and replace it with a new pot, and found that all the fine white sand had become as hot as fire.
It was so hot that the bottom part turned completely black, as if it had been grilled by high temperature, and wisps of black smoke came out.
One month later.
Living in a small courtyard, Ye Bai stood in front of a new basin of white mud sand. In the basin in front of him, the white mud sand was as thin as flour, and it was pleasantly white. He reached out and picked up a handful, and it immediately fell from his fingers, as if
As smooth as golden sand.
However, this kind of white mud is the biggest resistance. Ye Bai stretched out his hand, and on each of the ten fingers of his hands, there was a fishy black iron finger cot. The outside of the finger cot had been worn into pits and was covered with Ye Bai
This month's work.
Suddenly, his hands were inserted upside down into the basin, completely submerged in the entire basin of white sand. Then, the fingers of his hands suddenly changed, and the white sand in the basin kept rising and falling. However, due to the cover, no leaves could be seen at all.
What about Bai's fingering? You can only see his wrists trembling slightly. Every time he moves, there is a big movement in the sand. However, this movement becomes smaller and smaller. Finally, Ye Bai's wrists tremble.
Like the wind, the entire sand basin was completely silent, and there was no movement on the sand surface.
But under the sand, Ye Bai's hands were like dragons, dancing and jumping rapidly, changing to an incredible degree, so fast that even the phantom could not be seen.
Ye Bai closed his eyes and his breathing seemed to have stopped. If it weren't for someone else standing there, he would be like a zombie.
In the sand basin, it was as quiet as a lake, with no movement at all. Ye Bai's hands moved faster and faster. Suddenly, the sand basin trembled, and exploded with a "pop" sound, and all the white mud and sand exploded.
It was about to fly out in all directions. At this moment, Ye Bai opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and bounced his fingers twice like a snake. All the white mud and sand seemed to be suspended in the air, and then he sucked it in sharply, and finally all
Following Ye Bai's hands, it fell to the ground with a "clatter" and piled up into a small pile, without even a trace of it spilling out.
Ye Bai took a deep breath, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. He took off the black iron finger cots, and then he found that his ten fingers seemed to have undergone subtle changes that were difficult to detect, and seemed to have an extra layer of crystal meaning.
All the wounds healed without medicine and disappeared. Faintly, he felt that these ten fingers had an indescribable connection with his soul. As soon as his mind moved, his fingers suddenly seemed to flick on the flowers,
The phantoms formed into one piece were impossible to see clearly.
Everything fell into place, and Ye Bai finally mastered the fifth level of Flexible Finger Technique.
I went out for something yesterday and came back very late. My head was dizzy. I just updated it now. There will be another chapter later.
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