When everyone heard this, they all looked at Yin Yanlai. Zhao Niantong opened her mouth wide and said in surprise: "Nvxia Yin, are you saying that Zhang Dongfeng is not dead, or has come back to life?"
Yin Yanlai sneered: "In the past twenty years, there has been no survivor of my sword!" Zhao Niantong laughed in his heart: "You are talking nonsense, am I not the only one?"
Yin Yanlai continued: "That kid is definitely dead. There is no way to bring the dead back to life. So how did his body get out of here? It's very simple. He was carried away."
"Carried away?!" Zhao Niantong said incredulously, "Apart from the footprints we came in, there are no other footprints here?!"
Chen Mo also nodded and said: "Yes, Master, there were three heavy rains in a row more than ten days ago. The fields are full of mud. If anyone goes in or out, they will leave footprints."
Yin Yan came and said, "This man also left footprints. Haven't you seen it?" Zhao Niantong and others looked at each other and shook their heads.
Chen Xiaotian laughed and said: "Yan is right. This person did leave footprints. Think about it again!"
Pan Suxuan looked at the footprints on the ground, raised his head suddenly and said, "Did the person who took away the body step in and out by stepping on the footprints left by Zhang Dongfeng?"
Chen Xiaotian laughed loudly and said: "Yes, Pan Shaoxia is very smart! If I guessed correctly, this person walked in exactly according to Zhang Dongfeng's footprints, and then walked out the same way backwards."
Zhao Niantong asked in confusion: "How did you know? Besides, how can you be sure that the person walked out carrying Zhang Dongfeng's body?"
Yin Yanlai gently stretched her hands, pointed to the footprints on the ground and said, "Look at the footprints, how are they different from ours?" Zhao Niantong leaned down and looked carefully for a long time, but he couldn't figure out the reason.
Chen Mo was also looking at it and thought to himself: "Except for the size of these footprints, which are different from the ones we stepped on, there is really no difference. If it is not the difference in size, is it the depth..." Thinking of this, he suddenly felt Cheerfully, he stood up and said, "I understand, the depth of these footprints sinking into the soil is different from ours."
Chen Xiaotian twisted his beard with his hand and said with a smile: "Very good, Mo'er, keep talking." Chen Mo nodded and said: "These footprints were left more than ten days ago. After these days of wind and sun, the edges of the footprints have become It’s not very obvious, but the marks on the palms are still very deep, indicating that this person must have been walking with heavy objects and his feet were deeply sunk into the soil to leave such marks.”
Yin Yanlai said: "Yes, but you are only half right. When a normal person carries a heavy object, he exerts force on the front and back of his feet, but this person exerts force on his palms."
Chen Mo asked in confusion: "Exerting force on the soles of your feet?! How...how is this done?" Yin Yanlai smiled and said, "I have to ask your father."
Chen Xiaotian did not speak or turn around. He just faced the crowd, quickly took three steps back, then straightened forward and stood back to his original position. Chen Mo and others didn't understand what it meant. Chen Xiaotian said: "Come and see the footprints I left."
Everyone looked down and saw that the three footprints made by Chen Xiaotian were all deep in the palms, while the other parts were shallower. Chen Moqi said: "Father, what kind of kung fu is this?!"
Chen Xiaotian said: "This is Caixia Palace's profound internal skill - Longyin Divine Skill. Practicing this skill can make the whole body's true energy gather into one point. The palms and soles of the feet are where the force is exerted."
Zhao Niantong said: "How come I haven't heard of this Kung Fu? Besides, there's nothing magical about it. Isn't it just that the strength is different?"
