Chapter 290 Hunyuan 1 Qigong

Moreover, from a mechanical point of view, brute force alone is not enough.

If you hit it with absolute brute force, the bluestone bricks may be directly smashed, cracked, or the surface layer may burst.

And this person who can leave palm prints and footprints is like pressing marks on the mud. Each mark is three-pointed into the stone, without any cracks, just like carefully carved.

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

Only with the combination of rigidity and softness, combined with the ingenious method of moving energy, can one be able to achieve this level of lifting weight as if it were light.

"Gao, this person is definitely a master."

And seeing the footprints and handprints in the field, there are traces to follow, from the beginning to the end, it seems to be performing some kind of kung fu.

There was nothing wrong with Chen Jing, so he got a mop from the bungalow in front and cleaned up the wide area.

After all the dust and spider silks were cleaned up by him, the wide field was densely packed with marks of fists and feet everywhere.

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

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

"This kind of power is simply unimaginable. What kind of realm do you have to have this kind of power?"

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

Judging from the handwriting, it should have been forcibly carved with fingers.

The handwriting reads—[In today's world, everyone thinks that the Chen family only has the "Yin Fu Jing" to rely on. If this method is successful, it will be far superior to Zhang's "Diamond and Bronze Human Body". In the third year of Tongzhi today, the words are left to read——Chen Xinghe. 】

Handwriting, that's all.

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

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

Looking at the dense marks all over the ground, Chen Jing also sighed, this Chen Xinghe is probably also a martial idiot.

"He created his own martial arts,

Want to overwhelm the Zhang family's "Diamond Bronze Human Body". "

Chen Jing had already experienced this "Diamond and Bronze Human Body". After Zhang Lide performed this skill, he tried his best and was unable to injure the opponent even a single point.

Can this "Hunyuan Yiqigong" created by Chen Xinghe really beat "Diamond Bronze Human Body"?

Chen Jing was a little skeptical at first, but when he looked back at the half-meter-deep footprint and the 30-centimeter-deep palm print, he couldn't help but believe it a little more.

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

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

But Chen Xinghe's Hunyuanyi Qigong can penetrate half a meter into a stone with one kick.

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

"What are you doing here?"

Just as Chen Jing carefully observed the trajectories of these footprints and handprints, trying to judge their movements from them, suddenly, a person appeared at the door of the quiet room.

This person has one hand on his back, and the other hand is holding a feather duster. He is wearing a long gown from the Republic of China era, which has a very simple feeling.

Age, about forty, with a refined air.

Suddenly seeing such a person here, Chen Jing was startled, and asked him back, "Who are you?"

The man sized Chen Jing up, and before he could answer, Chen Jing said suddenly, "I see, uncle, are you here to do the cleaning?"

After all, every morning in Zhuangzi, the old aunt cleans the front yard. 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 would not allow old ladies to clean it, so they sent an uncle over?

After all, this uncle is still holding a feather duster in his hand, what is he doing if 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'm indeed here to do the cleaning." The old man in the long coat paused for a moment, then walked in, looked at the clean ground, and asked him, "Did you clean this place?"

"Yes." Chen Jing said tactfully, "I thought it was very dirty here, so I found something to do."

"It's pretty clean."

"That's for sure. I have been busy for two hours before and after. This place was too dirty before. Since you are responsible for cleaning here, uncle, you only clean up the ancestral hall every time, and leave these places uncleaned. This is not right. Yes. If Chen Mingxuan finds out, he will definitely teach you a lesson."

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

The accumulation of dust in this place is so thick, it must not be the intentional laziness of the cleaners, but another reason.

The reason why he said this was just to cover up his impertinence.

But the uncle smiled slightly: "Are you familiar with Mingxuan?"

"It's okay." 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 the young master or son, but Mingxuan directly.

This means that he may not be an ordinary retainer.

To be able to directly call Chen Mingxuan by his name, he had to be at least above the butler level.

With this in mind, Chen Jing immediately adjusted his attitude, and said, "Uncle, since you came to the health service, and I'm idle anyway, or else, I'll help you, what else do you need?" It's clean, I'll do it for you."

"No need." The uncle shook his head and pointed to the surrounding area: "There are some places where cleaning is not allowed. For example here."

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

"You want to know?"

"Um."

"Since you are Mingxuan's friend, it doesn't hurt to talk to you."

The uncle walked up to the line of writing in the corner step by step, and pointed to it: "You have seen it too, this handwriting was left by Chen Xinghe, the ancestor of Mingxuan, and this practice hall was also built by him back then. The bluestone floor tiles , is also a cyan stone dug out from an ancient tomb. Its hardness is comparable to steel.

Back then, in the entire Chen family, Chen Xinghe had already become a side branch. Moreover, his talent is not very outstanding, so he is not valued by the family very much.

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

And he didn't even complete any of the "Yin Talisman Classics", but he just loved practicing martial arts.

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

Therefore, based on the half of "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 they look great, have obvious shortcomings.

Because this gong belongs to fantasy and cannot exist at all.

So later, he went crazy, because of this skill, he went crazy and went completely crazy.

Since then, it has also been closed. "