Chapter 228 Looking Back, Another Five Years Have Passed!

Time flies.

The tides rise and fall, the clouds roll and unroll.

Looking back, more than five years have passed in the world.

In these five years, the chaotic situation in the world has gradually become clear.

The fourth prince was killed by Gu Wenhui in the second year.

The sixth prince broke out in civil strife in the fourth year, and was beheaded by the rebel general in the palace.

And the army under Gu Wenhui's command has been advancing all the way, swallowing up all parts of Dahan.

There are a total of 52 states and counties in Dahan Dynasty. Today, he already owns 30 of them!

There are more than one million troops under his command!

Now, wherever King Gu's cavalry goes, everyone surrenders.

Everyone says that Gu Wenhui has the appearance of a true emperor and the aura of the supreme!

Whether it is power or public opinion, they are all on Gu Wenhui's side, as if everything is a foregone conclusion.

The real emperor of the dynasty, the last imperial blood of the Chu family, is said to have been bedridden for several months and could die at any time.

The common people who have suffered for many years have been extremely hoping that the world can be reunited. No matter who is the emperor, as long as they can bring them peace and keep them well fed and clothed, it will be fine.

Yuchuan County.

Yuchuan County outside Yunling City, this prefecture is close to the capital of Dahan, with many mountain peaks and dangerous roads, and many checkpoints.

Whether from the south or the north, anyone who wants to enter the imperial capital needs to pass through Yuchuan County.

Therefore, Yuchuan County is also called the gateway to the capital, and it is the last barrier of the imperial capital.

Today, countless people are talking about when King Gu will lead his army to break through Yuchuan Pass and ascend to the capital.

According to the current momentum, it can only be said that it will be soon!

In the city of Yuchuan County, a large business is located.

On the lintel of the business, the words Changming Society are engraved.

In a reception room in the guild hall.

Liang Zhaolong, who looked more mature, was sitting on the main bench, looking at an ink painting in his hand, his brows slightly locked.

"You said this is a collection of the imperial palace?" Liang Zhaolong's eyes fell on a young man standing in the middle of the reception room.

"Absolutely true." The young man said seriously.

"How can I believe you? Although the level of this painting is indeed extraordinary, what does it have to do with the royal family? It's just a landscape painting, with no words or jade seals." Liang Zhaolong questioned.

"Besides, if it is a collection of the imperial palace, how did you get it?"

The young man opened his mouth, but seemed to hesitate when the words came to his lips, and he didn't dare to speak directly.

"Come on, send the guest away." Liang Zhaolong lost interest and was about to send this person away, not wanting to waste too much time.

The young man suddenly became anxious, and wiped his face with his hand, revealing a slightly ugly face.

In the reception room, the backbones of the Changming Society on both sides suddenly stood up and stared at the man who showed his true face.

"Hmm?" Liang Zhaolong narrowed his eyes, and the face in front of him looked familiar.

"Ning Xinhu, the thief saint!" A core member of the Changming Society spoke first.

"It's me!" Ning Xinhu said in a deep voice.

Liang Zhaolong was silent after hearing this.

The name of the thief saint has emerged in recent years, and it is still quite famous in the world. It is different from Liu Dingsheng's chivalrous thief in the past.

The thief saint in front of him is a pure villain who enjoys stealing and kills for money.

In the past few years, this person has committed countless crimes and has been wanted by the court for many years.

If this person is really the thief saint, saying that this painting is a treasure he stole from the palace, it is really credible.

But it is only credible.

Even if the power of the court is declining, the important place of the palace is not for anyone to enter at will.

Even if he is the so-called thief saint, it sounds a bit incredible.

Just as the Thief Saint was about to say something, a member of the Changming Society came in quickly.

"Sir Liang, there are people from the Jinque Sect outside, saying they want to arrest the Thief Saint, and they are about to rush in!"

As soon as these words came out, Ning Xinhu's face changed color, and he was immediately extremely anxious.

"Brother Liang, let me be frank. I don't know where these people from the Jinque Sect got the news from, and they have been chasing this scroll in my hand. The more they try to kill me, the more I don't want them to succeed.

I wanted to sell this scroll for some money, but now I'm giving it to you Changming Society!"

After saying that, Ning Xinhu moved his body, rushed out of the reception room in one step, soared into the air and climbed over the wall to leave.

"President!" Seeing this, all the backbones wanted to chase him.

"No need to chase him. The Thief Saint's body movement speed is first-class. You can't catch up with him by force. The only way to catch him is to set a trap." Liang Zhaolong shook his head.

"Then this scroll."

"Most likely they want to divert the trouble, and this scroll may not be real." Liang Zhaolong analyzed.

At this moment, the door of Changming Chamber of Commerce was kicked open.

A group of Jinquemen rushed in with knives.

"Ning Xinhu, come out!" A Jinquemen shouted.

"You trespassed into my chamber of commerce, do you think that my Changming Society is full of people!" Hu Laosan drew his sword and shouted with his eyes wide open.

A group of Changmingmen warriors in the chamber of commerce rushed out and surrounded the group of Jinquemen.

"Changming Society? If you know what's good for you, let Ning Xinhu come out, otherwise we Jinquemen will tear down your business and find the thief!"

The Jinquemen was not afraid of Changming Society at all, and there was a clear threat in his tone.

In their opinion, a small chamber of commerce could not compete with their Jinquemen.

In the world of martial arts, Jinquemen is definitely a first-class sect.

There are only a handful of forces that dare to provoke them.

"That Ning Xinhu has already run away, you might still have time to chase him now." Liang Zhaolong walked out of the living room, looked at the group of trespassing Jinque disciples, and said coldly.

"Hmph, who knows whether he ran away or not. I want to search your business to make sure!" Yang Jin also stared at Liang Zhaolong coldly and said.

"Who do you think you are? What right do you have to search our business?" Hu Laosan was furious.

"Just rely on the knife in my hand!" After Yang Jin said this, he moved towards Hu Laosan.

His speed is extremely fast, and he is like a martial artist in the extreme realm.

In the world of martial arts, extreme warriors are already considered extremely powerful, and they are also the end of martial arts that most warriors can see or touch.

This is also the reason why Yang Jin has no scruples.

It is impossible for ordinary local trading houses to have warriors who match his strength!

It's a pity that this place is not an ordinary trading house.

Clang!

A long knife caught the knife in Yang Jin's hand midway and stopped his momentum.

"You!" Yang Jin widened his eyes and looked at Liang Zhaolong who stopped him.

He could clearly feel that the long knife in the opponent's hand did not move at all when it clashed with him!

But he received a huge blowback, and the arm holding the knife was numb.

"Do we still want to search?" Liang Zhaolong stared at him and asked.

"You, you dare to stop my Jinque Sect!" Although Yang Jin felt that something was wrong, he still refused to swallow his anger.

This is due to the past style of doing things.

The Jinque Sect is a powerful sect in the martial arts world, and it often uses its banner to oppress others.

He has tried this trick repeatedly, and few warriors dare to offend the Jinque Sect.

However.

Liang Zhaolong didn't talk nonsense to him, and the coldness in his eyes became even more intense. He raised the knife in his hand and slashed out a sword energy.

Just a buzzing sound was heard, and the air was split by the sword energy.

Under Yang Jin's shocked gaze, his right arm holding the knife was neatly cut off by the sword energy.

Blood is like a pillar!

Liang Zhaolong then put his foot on his heart, kicked him more than ten meters away, smashed him against the courtyard wall, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Senior Brother Yang!" All the brothers were shocked.

They all didn't expect that there would be a Qi refining master quietly sitting in this small trading house!

This is beyond their knowledge.

These days, are all the Qi refining masters so simple and unpretentious, so easy to meet?

Now, this qi refining master was obviously irritated by them, which made all of them tremble with fear.

They all know the strength of Qi refining masters, and there is no way that they can be their opponents even if they are combined together.

Just a few random sword attacks like the one just now can break their siege.

"Now, do we still want to search?" Liang Zhaolong approached Yang Jin holding a blood-stained sword and asked again.

"No, no, senior, sir, I am only acting under the orders of the mountain gate." Yang Jin begged for mercy while vomiting blood. At the critical moment of life and death, he no longer spoke harshly.

If Liang Zhaolong were an extreme martial artist, he would still have the strength to fight, but as a master of Qi refining, he would not even have the thought to resist.

"Tell me, why are you chasing Ning Xinhu? If there is any deception, I will definitely kill him." Liang Zhaolong asked directly.

"Don't tell me, you are doing it for the imperial court's reward."

Yang Jin looked at the bloody sword in Liang Zhaolong's hand and was frightened, but finally chose to confess honestly.

"He has a picture scroll stolen from the palace, which contains half of the martial art."

"Half a martial art?" Liang Zhaolong was stunned.

Just say that ordinary calligraphy and painting, no matter how valuable it is, should not be subject to such a large-scale search and arrest by Jinquemen, and such attention should be paid to it.

If it were a clue related to martial arts, it would make sense.

"And it is the most important martial art inheritance of the Chu royal family, the third-grade Zhengyang Art!" Yang Jin added.

"Third grade?!" Liang Zhaolong was really shocked.

If it were an ordinary eighth- or ninth-grade martial art, it was not that he had never seen it before. Even if the martial art itself was indeed very precious, he didn't want it that much in his eyes.

After all, he himself also masters this kind of martial art, it's not like he doesn't have it.

But the third-grade martial art, such a high-grade martial art, was definitely something he had never heard of.

Not to mention him, even Song Changming, who was behind him, had never obtained it.