I Can See Probability

And, from a mechanical point of view, brute force alone is useless.

If you hit it with absolute brute force, it may directly smash or crack the bluestone brick, or the surface may burst.

And this person who can leave palm prints and footprints is just like pressing a mark on the mud. Each mark is three-pointed into the stone, and there is no crack at all, just like it was carefully carved.

This is not just brute force, but also involves skill and softness.

Only with a combination of rigidity and softness, combined with ingenious methods of movement, can this level of weightlifting be achieved.

"Gao, this person is definitely a master."

And see the footprints and handprints in the field, there are traces to follow, from the beginning to the end, as if performing some kind of kung fu.

Chen Jing had nothing to do with him, so he got a mop from the house in front and cleaned the spacious area.

After all the dust and spider silk had been cleaned up by him, he saw that the vast field was densely covered with marks of fists and feet.

The deepest footprint is more than half a meter deep into the stone.

And the deepest palm print is close to 30 centimeters deep into the stone.

"This kind of power is simply unimaginable. What kind of realm does this have to be to have this kind of power?"

At the farthest corner, he also found a line of words.

Judging from the handwriting, it should have been forcibly carved by someone's fingers.

The handwriting reads - [In today's world, everyone thinks that Chen's only "Yin Fu Jing" can be used as a source of support, but I think it is not. If this method is accomplished, it will be far superior to Zhang's "Diamond-Bronze Human Body". This is the third year of Tongzhi to leave a word to read - Chen Xinghe. 】

Handwriting, that's all.

"The person who left the letter is Chen Xinghe, so isn't that the great ancestor of Chen Mingxuan? It turns out that he was from the Tongzhi period."

The word left in the third year of Tongzhi should be 1864, when Hong Xiuquan of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom just died of illness.

Looking at the dense imprints on the ground, Chen Jing also sighed, this Chen Xinghe is probably also a martial arts idiot.

"I actually created my own martial arts, and I want to beat Zhang's "Diamond Bronze Human Body"."

Chen Jing has already experienced this "Vajra Bronze Body". After Zhang Lide performed this skill, he tried his best to be unable to hurt the opponent.

Can this "Hunyuan Yiqigong" created by Chen Xinghe really overpower "Vajra Bronze Human Body"?

Chen Jing was a little skeptical at first, but when his eyes returned to the half-meter-deep footprint and the palm print more than 30 centimeters deep, he couldn't help but believe a little more.

"Judging from these footprints and palm prints, maybe it's really okay."

After all, he is doing his best now, and he can't even lift that special bluestone hair.

But Chen Xinghe's Hunyuan Qigong, with one foot, can enter a stone half a meter.

The horror of this kick, Chen Jing felt that if Zhang Lide was replaced, it would probably be enough.

"What are you doing here?"

Just when Chen Jing carefully observed the trajectory of these footprints and handprints and wanted to judge their movements, suddenly, a person appeared at the door of this quiet room.

This man has a back in one hand and a feather duster in the other. He wears the long gown of the Republic of China, which has a very simple feeling.

Aged, about forty, and elegant.

Suddenly seeing so many people here, Chen Jing was also taken aback and asked him, "Who are you?"

The man looked at Chen Jing, and before he could answer, he heard Chen Jing suddenly realize: "I see, uncle, are you here to clean?"

After all, this village has an old aunt who cleans the front yard every morning. The wooden house in the backyard, because it is an ancestral hall, and the Chen family sticks to the tradition, maybe this kind of place will not allow the old lady to clean it, so an uncle was sent over?

After all, this uncle is still holding a feather duster in his hand. What is he doing when he is not cleaning?

It's just that this uncle is too lazy. He usually only cleans the ancestral hall and ignores other places. With this kind of work attitude, can he stay in the Chen family?

"I did come to clean." The uncle in the long coat paused for a moment, then walked in, looked at the smooth ground, and asked him, "You clean here?"

"Yeah." Chen Jing said euphemistically, "I saw that it was very dirty, so I found something to do."

"It was quite clean."

"That's for sure, I've been busy for two hours before and after, this place was really dirty before. Since you are responsible for cleaning here, uncle, you only clean the ancestral hall each time, and leave these places uncleaned. This is wrong. Yes. If Chen Mingxuan finds out, he will definitely teach you a lesson."

In fact, Chen Jing cleaned up the place without permission, which is very reckless.

The accumulation of dust in this place is so thick, it must not be deliberately lazy by the cleaners, but for another reason.

The reason why he said this was just to hide his rudeness.

But I saw the uncle smile slightly: "Are you familiar with Mingxuan?"

"It's alright," Chen Jing said.

At the same time, he frowned slightly.

He originally thought that this uncle should be a retainer or servant of the Chen family.

But this uncle didn't call Chen Mingxuan Young Master or Young Master, but directly called Ming Xuan.

This means that he may not be an ordinary retainer.

To be able to directly call Chen Mingxuan's name, at least he must be above the level of a butler.

Thinking of this, Chen Jing immediately adjusted his attitude and said, "Uncle, since you came to the health department and I was idle anyway, or else, I'll help you, where do you think you need it? Clean, I'll do it for you."

"No need." The uncle shook his head and pointed to the surrounding area: "Some places are not allowed to be cleaned. For example, here."

"Why?" Chen Jing couldn't help being curious when he heard that it was as he had guessed.

"You want to know?"

"Um."

"Since you are Mingxuan's friend, it's okay to talk to you."

The uncle walked to the line of writing in the corner step by step, pointing to the word: "You have seen it too, this writing was left by Chen Xinghe, the great ancestor of Mingxuan, and he built this practice hall back then. This bluestone floor tile , is also a azure stone dug out of an ancient tomb. Its hardness is comparable to that of steel~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At that time, in the entire Chen family, Chen Xinghe was already a side branch. Moreover, his talent was not very outstanding. So it's not much valued by the family.

As we all know, the most famous of the Chen family's unique learning is "Yin Fu Jing".

And he didn't even complete a single thing in the "Yin Fu Jing", but he just loves to practice martial arts.

Heng practicing martial arts is not what the Chen family is good at.

So, based on the half "Hunyuan Gong" left by his ancestors, he created a crazy martial art that could never become a reality - "Hunyuan Yiqigong".

The palm prints and footprints you see, although very powerful, have obvious shortcomings.

This is because this gong is an illusion and cannot exist at all.

So later, he went insane, because this practice went crazy and went completely insane.

It has been closed since then. "