The problem is that he knows that he wants to practice soft fingers, but he doesn't know how to practice them, and in the end, Jian Lao taught him a set of fingerings, but he didn't tell him what fingering it was, just taught him to follow the practice, when to practice to the realm of harmony and flowing water, when he practiced soft fingers to the fifth layer.

So, Ye Bai began to practice this strange set of fingerings, for some reason, he always felt that this set of fingering taught to him by Jian Lao was extremely obscure, the first posture actually took him half an hour, and the second posture was even more strange, it took an hour, and this set of fingerings, but there were a total of thirty-six postures, like this, I don't know how many days after I practiced, I don't know how many days later, I am afraid that one year will not be enough.

However, Ye Bai has no choice, he can only practice according to this, the cultivation of postures one by one, every fingering posture is extremely difficult, above the fingertips, as if wrapped in a thousand catties of heavy iron, jerky, stagnant abnormal, if it goes on like this, when will it be able to achieve the kind of realm that Jian Lao said?

Ye Bai couldn't help but doubt it, and even felt that it was impossible, he didn't understand what kind of fingering would be so difficult, but his perseverance also taught him not to give up.

He came up with an idea.

Ordered Bing'er to come back with a basin of sand from the outside, and created a set of dark iron finger covers, he put on this pair of black iron finger covers, and immediately felt that his hands were heavier, and the fingering of his hands became more stagnant and obscure, and then, he inserted all ten fingers of his hands into the mud and sand, and began to practice the first fingering posture.

Cultivating like this naturally made it more difficult, and Ye Bai could hardly do a complete fingering, but he didn't retreat.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, looking for the feeling bit by bit, bit by bit the effective posture, and finally, from morning to night, a whole day, he finally made the first fingering posture in the sand basin, and the whole person was as tired as a cow, more tired than cultivating the sword formation.

At night, when he took off his finger covers, above the ten fingers of his hands, many places had ground out thick blood cocoons, and blood was dripping, Bing'er hurriedly found gauze with ice cubes, plus herbs, and wrapped it for him, but the heart-piercing pain still went straight into his heart, Bing'er really couldn't understand what he was doing, but as a maid, he didn't dare to ask, and Ye Bai didn't mean to explain to her.

Before dawn the next day, Ye Bai stood in the courtyard again and continued to practice, this time, he practiced the second fingering posture, the same as the first day, until dusk, he could barely put out this second fingering posture in the sand basin, but it was far from being proficient, and the fingers were so stiff that they were not his.

At night, when he returned to the house, except for the dark iron finger covers, his hands were already red and swollen like a steamed bun, and the slightest touch would sting in his heart, even if he put on the ice cubes, he was almost numb to no feeling at all, let Bing'er bandage him carefully and gently, and blow lightly for him, but he didn't belong, and the whole person's mind was completely immersed in the scene in the sand basin during the day, and he didn't notice Bing'er's distressed eyes at all.

In the third posture, Ye Bai finally made a little progress, it only took half a day, and he also practiced a prototype of the fourth posture, but his ten fingers were already like pieces of iron, completely stiff and did not belong to him, and he had no feeling at all.

But Ye Bai's fingers are becoming more and more flexible, more and more graceful, as if they have a strange rhythm, although when they are in the sand basin, the fingers of both hands are still stagnant as if dragging a thousand catties of iron, slow and jerky, but once they are taken out, they seem to be playing in the air, and even the air can play a sound like a piano.

The fifth posture, the sixth posture is getting faster and faster, in the sand basin, Ye Bai's hands gradually rose a subtle red light, but because he wore a black iron finger cover, he couldn't look at it at all, but Ye Bai felt that his fingers seemed to be heating up, and there was a warm thing flowing in his body.

He didn't pay much attention to it.

The sixth pose, the seventh pose, Ye Bai only took half a day, but it already seemed to be the same, completely lost the first, and the dullness of the second day, even in the sand basin, there was a trace of agility.

The eighth posture, the ninth posture, the progress is becoming more and more obvious, gradually, even through the dark iron finger sleeve, in the fine sand of the sand basin, when Ye Bai's fingers are almost to a certain extent, there will be wisps of subtle red light, Ye Bai quickly noticed, when he withdrew his hand and stood up at night, Bing'er went to pour it out for him and replaced it again, and found that those fine white mud and sand all became hot like fire, and the bottom was completely black, as if it had been grilled by high temperature, emitting wisps of black smoke.

A month later.

In the small courtyard, Ye Bai stood in front of a new basin of white mud and sand, in the basin in front of him, the white mud and sand were as fine as flour, white and gratifying, he reached out and picked up a handful, and immediately fell from his fingers, as smooth as golden sand.

However, this kind of white mud and sand is precisely the most resistant, Ye Bai stretched out his hand, and above the ten fingers of both hands, each wearing a small dark iron finger cover, the outside of the finger cover, has been ground into potholes, all of which is Ye Bai's work for this month.

Suddenly, his hands were inserted into the basin upside down, completely submerged in the whole basin of white sand, and then, the ten fingers of both hands suddenly changed, and the white mud and sand in the basin continued to rise and fall, but by the cover, Ye Bai's fingering was not seen at all, only his wrists were constantly trembling slightly, between each movement, the white mud and sand was a big movement, however, this movement became smaller and smaller, and finally, Ye Bai's wrists trembled like the wind, and the entire sand basin was completely silent, and there was no movement on the sand surface.

And under the sand, Ye Bai's hands, like dragons, were dancing and jumping sharply, changing to an incredible degree, so fast that even the phantom could not be seen.

Ye Bai closed his eyes, and his breath seemed to stop, if it weren't for others standing there, it would be like a zombie.

In the sand basin, it is as quiet as a lake, and there is no movement in the silk, Ye Bai's wrists, but it is getting faster and faster, suddenly, the sand basin trembles steeply, and the sound of "poof" bursts open, and all the white mud and sand are about to scatter and fly out, at this moment, Ye Bai opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and his ten fingers bounced twice like a spiritual snake, and all the white mud and sand seemed to be stuck in the air, and then sucked violently, and finally all of them followed Ye Bai's hands, "Bang Lala" and fell to the ground, piled up into a small pile, and there was no half of it splashed.

Ye Bai took a deep breath, his eyes showed a hint of joy, he got rid of the dark iron finger cover, only then did he find that his ten fingers seemed to have a little subtle and imperceptible change, it seemed to have an extra layer of crystal meaning, the original wounds, all healed without medicine, disappeared, faintly, he felt that these ten fingers, all of them had an indescribable connection with his heart, as soon as his mind moved, his fingers suddenly seemed to be playing on the flowers, connected into a phantom, and he couldn't see it clearly.

Everything fell into place, the five layers of soft finger technique, Ye Bai finally practiced.

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