Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 228 Looking back, five years have passed!
time flies.

The tide rises and falls, the clouds roll and relax.

Looking back in the blink of an eye, more than five years have passed in this world.

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

In the second year, the Fourth Prince was killed by Gu Wenhui.

In the fourth year, civil strife broke out among the Sixth Prince, and the rebel general was beheaded in the palace.

The army under Gu Wenhui advanced rapidly all the way, devouring all parts of Dahan.

There are a total of fifty-two states and counties in the Dahan Dynasty. To date, he already controls thirty of them!

There are more than a million soldiers under his command!

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

Everyone said that Gu Wenhui had the appearance of a true emperor and the aura of a supreme being!
Both power and public opinion were on Gu Wenhui's side, as if everything was a foregone conclusion.

And the real emperor of the dynasty, the last of the Chu family's imperial bloodline, was said to have been bedridden for several months and could die suddenly at any time.

The people who have suffered for so many years are extremely hoping that the world can be reunified. It doesn't matter who becomes the emperor, as long as he can bring them peace and keep them well fed and clothed.

Tamagawa County.

Outside the city of Yunling is Yuchuan County, which is adjacent to the capital of Dahan. It has many mountains and dangerous roads, and numerous checkpoints.

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

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

Today, countless people in the world are discussing when King Gu will lead his army to break through Yuchuan Pass and reach the capital.

Judging from the current momentum, it will be soon!
In the city of Yuchuan County, there is a large trading company.

The words "Changming Society" are engraved on the lintel of the business.

Inside the guild hall, in a reception room.

Liang Zhaolong, who looked more mature, was sitting on the main bench, looking at an ink painting in his hand with a slightly furrowed brow.

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

"It's absolutely true." The young man said seriously.

"How can you expect me to 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. There is neither a calligraphy nor a jade seal." Liang Zhaolong questioned.

"Besides, if it is a collection from 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 did not dare to speak directly.

"Someone, show him out." 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 backbone members of the Changming Society on both sides suddenly stood up and stared at the man who revealed his true face.

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

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

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

Liang Zhaolong was silent for a while after hearing this.

The name of the Saint of Thieves has only emerged in recent years and is still quite well-known in the martial arts world. It is different from Liu Dingsheng's chivalrous thief "There is also a code of thieves".

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

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

If this man is really the thief saint, and he says that this painting is a treasure he stole from the palace, then it does have some credibility.

But it is only somewhat credible.

Even though the power of the imperial court is declining, the imperial palace is still an important area that not everyone can enter.

Even if he is the so-called thief saint, it still sounds somewhat unbelievable.

Just as the thief saint was about to say something, a member of the Changming Society suddenly came quickly.

"Master 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 became 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 after 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 painting for some money, but now I am giving it to you, the Changming Society!"

After saying that, Ning Xinhu moved, rushed out of the reception room in one step, flew into the air, climbed over the wall and left.

"President!" Seeing this, all the key members wanted to chase after him.

"No need to chase him. This thief saint has first-rate body movement and speed. We 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 blame, and this painting may not be real." Liang Zhaolong analyzed.

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

A group of Jinquemen members rushed in with knives.

"Ning Xinhu, come out!" a Jinque sect member shouted. "You have trespassed into my chamber of commerce, do you think that there is no one in my Changming Chamber of Commerce!" Hu Lao San drew his sword and shouted with his eyes wide open.

A group of Changming Society warriors rushed out of the Chamber of Commerce and surrounded the group of Jinque disciples.

"Eternal Bright Society? If you know what's good for you, then let Ning Xinhu come out. Otherwise, we at the Golden Gate Sect will tear down your business to find that thief!"

The Jinque Sect member was not afraid of the Changming Society at all, and there was an obvious threat in his tone.

In their opinion, how could a small local chamber of commerce compete with their Jinquemen?

In the martial arts world, the Jinque Sect is definitely considered a first-rate sect.

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

"That Ning Xinhu has already run away. Maybe you can still catch up with him now." Liang Zhaolong walked out of the reception room and said coldly at the group of Jinque disciples who had trespassed.

"Hmph, who knows whether he has run away or not? I want to search your business and confirm it clearly!" Yang Jin also stared at Liang Zhaolong coldly and said.

"Who do you think you are? What right do you have to search our company?" Hu Laosan was filled with anger.

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

He was extremely fast, like a martial artist at the pinnacle of martial arts.

In the martial arts world, a martial artist who has reached the ultimate level is considered to be the strongest, and is also the end point of martial arts that most martial artists can see or touch.

This is also the reason why Yang Jin has nothing to worry about.

It is impossible for an ordinary local business to have a warrior with strength matching his to run it!
It’s a pity that this is not an ordinary business.

Clang!
A long knife blocked the knife in Yang Jin's hand 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 sword in the opponent's hand did not move at all when he confronted him!
However, he suffered a huge recoil force, and the arm holding the knife felt numb.

"Do you want to search further?" Liang Zhaolong stared at him and asked.

"You, you dare to stop me from the Jinque Gate!" Although he vaguely felt that something was wrong, Yang Jin was still unwilling to swallow his anger.

This is due to the past style of doing things.

Relying on the fact that Jinquemen is a big and powerful sect in the martial arts world, they often use their big banner to bully others.

He has used this trick many times and it has always worked, and few warriors dare to offend the Jinque Gate.

however.

Liang Zhaolong didn't waste any words with him. His eyes became even colder. He raised his sword and slashed out a stream of sword energy.

There was a buzzing sound and the sword energy cut through the air.

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

Blood is like a pillar!

Liang Zhaolong then raised his foot and stamped on his chest, kicking him more than ten meters away, hitting him against the courtyard wall and falling heavily to the ground.

"Senior Brother Yang!" All the fellow disciples were horrified.

They all didn't expect that in this small business, there was a master of Qi training quietly sitting there!
This was beyond their understanding.

Are all Qi-refining masters so simple and unpretentious these days? Are they so easy to come across?
Now, this Qi Refining master was obviously angered by them, which made all of them tremble with fear.

They all knew the strength of the Qi Refining masters, and even if they joined together, they would never be able to be their match.

Just a few random sword energies like the ones just now would be enough to break their siege.

"Do you want to search further now?" Liang Zhaolong approached Yang Jin with a blood-stained sword in his hand and asked again.

“No, no, senior, sir, I am only following the orders of the mountain sect.” Yang Jin begged for mercy while vomiting blood. At this critical moment of life and death, he no longer tried to be stubborn.

If Liang Zhaolong was a martial artist at the ultimate level, he would still have the strength to fight, but since he was a Qi-refining master, he didn't even have the will to resist.

"Tell me, why are we chasing Ning Xinhu? If anyone lies, he will be executed without mercy." Liang Zhaolong asked directly.

"Don't tell me you're doing this for the little reward from the court."

Yang Jin took a look at the bloody sword in Liang Zhaolong's hand. He was frightened, but he finally chose to tell the truth.

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

"Half of a martial arts manual?" Liang Zhaolong suddenly realized.

Take ordinary calligraphy and paintings for example. No matter how valuable they are, they should not require the Jinque Gate to mobilize such a large force to search for and seize them, and should not be taken so seriously.

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

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

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

It's not like he hasn't seen any ordinary martial arts techniques of the eighth or ninth grade. Even though the martial arts techniques themselves are indeed very precious, he doesn't want them that much.

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

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

Not to mention him, even Song Changming behind him has never obtained it.

(End of this chapter)