Chapter 12 The Long Road of Cultivation 3 Hands Like a Light Knife
In this way, more than half a year has passed, and on this day, Chen Feng is holding a jade stone the size of two or three fists, pondering to make a teapot. After more than half a year of carving, Chen Feng has been able to initially send and receive as he pleases, so he began to make the graduation defense work 'teapot'!
Starting from the appearance, I saw Chen Feng supporting the bottom with one hand, and cutting from the top with a palm knife with the other hand, under the action of internal strength, I saw that the top layer of the stone seemed to be buried for thousands of years and just unearthed, and instantly weathered into fine sand, and a flat cut surface was revealed with a flick of the hand. As concocted, cut a bottom surface again. It's time for the chubby jug body below. The body of the pot can only be broken or pinched, although this is a jade stone not mud, but under the blessing of internal strength was pinched by Chen Feng's iron hand, but it is also inseparable from mud, that is, it is to be brittle and fragile, so this force is small, and the size of the internal strength has to be particular when to send and when to receive.
Chen Feng pinched and kneaded for a long time, and the sky was already dark, so he came up with a rough idea, and most of the body of the pot was the first to take shape, although it was not very symmetrical and smooth. The front and back sides are also left unflat, which is the reserved spout and handle position.
Chen Feng decided to make a big deal today! Dig out the lining tomorrow. So he beckoned outside the door: "Brother Wencheng!" Dinner you settle! I'm going to get this spout pot out today! "Okay, the wind is less, I'm already putting the ingredients together, let's eat hot pot!" You can make a pot with peace of mind, this first pot is mine, I said okay, I will take it home to show off with Old Man Luo in the future! ”
Chen Feng held the body of the pot with one hand, rubbing the stone at the front end with the other, a little bit of the taste of the iron pestle grinding into a needle, but with the blessing of internal strength, this speed is much faster, and soon a simple spout shape has come out, thin at the top and thick at the bottom, there is no curvature, it is ugly. The handle of the pot is slightly more difficult, because the handle of the pot can not always go straight up and down, for fear of holding the poke hand. So he carefully mobilized the internal force between his fingers, like a magician, his fingers brushed over nothingness... To put it simply, it is simple to break it, but how fine it is, how deep and wide it is to break that is kung fu. If this is on people, can it give people plastic surgery and bone shaving, Chen Feng's mind was blurred for a moment. "Phew! Turn off the brain hole! After a trip through a handful of cards, I am a man destined to become a legend! What a facelift, what a bone! Speaking of which, in this world, Old Man Li Xiaoyao and Chen Guogong are indeed among the best cards in the world.
Soon, an ugly solid jade teapot took shape, and it initially reached the realm of looking like a statue. In order to catch up with a hot hot pot, Chen Feng hurriedly picked up the semi-finished products and walked to another room that was considered a living room. During the period, the old man and Zhang Tianyi had already put off their chopsticks, and Luo Wencheng looked at Chen Feng who came in outside the door: "It's just right, the wind is less to sit!" ”
Chen Feng sat down with a half-finished teapot and showed off: "How is it, master!" I'm a big teapot, wait for tomorrow to dig out my stomach and mouth, and I can graduate, right?! "Brother Tianyi! How's my pot going?! ”
"Hmmm! Good! Pretty! Xiaofeng is that this pot is a little small, and this little water is not enough for me to take a mouthful..."Zhang Tianyi buried his head in hard work.
"Eat your meal! Drinking tea has nothing to do with your life! Luo Wencheng scolded Zhang Tianyi with a smile.
Only the old man glanced at Chen Feng and said: "Hehe, Xiaofeng, I suggest that you make a few more semi-finished products like this in the past few days, and take your time, otherwise you will dig out your doubts about life when the time comes, I am not responsible for caring for the mental health of children!" I have learned about your recent internal force sending and receiving situation, although it is said that it is flexible and can send and receive freely, but it is less of a taste, a little less smart and spiritual, do you understand this meaning? Or that your heart is still not flexible and free enough, so your strength is still limited by your heart... Slow your senses, young man! Oops, this hot pot is good, it's so fragrant, eat, eat! ”
Chen Feng looked at the old man stupidly and thought, "Lingyun? What is Lingyun... The old man spoke again, and half of it was broken! Hook me up with this chicken soup vocabulary as if I can understand it..."