It wasn't until the fat aunt appeared that Xue Fusheng took his eyes away from Lu Yu.
What is even more noteworthy is the person in front of Shang Kun, the one-eyed Lu Tianshu.
Just like Shang Kun described, this Lu Tianshu indeed has only one eye, and the other half is covered with a black eyepatch. There are a lot of white hairs on his shaved head. He is of medium build, not to mention tall, and as ordinary as He is an old man from a street bookstall.
From the moment Lu Yu saw him, he was coughing. While coughing, he was wiping the sandalwood box containing the golden tripod. His two black eyebrows were drooping down, like a waning old man who was not that old. These eyebrows It's really special.
Under the eyebrows are a pair of eyelids that have never been raised. They are calm and indifferent, as if the things in the hall have nothing to do with him.
Shang Kun, Xue Fusheng, Fat Aunt and everyone from Hongmen Shaolin were making a fuss, and the Japanese samurai who was the trigger was already sitting next to Lu Tianshu. It seemed that he knew the rules. In the Golden Cauldron Club There are six chairs that are very special.
Three of them are in the officer position, usually sitting with three old people. These three old people are the hosts of the Jinding Association. Most of the time, they are the seniors with the highest prestige, the oldest qualifications, and relatively outstanding moral and martial arts. Their existence means It symbolizes the continuation of the Dinghui.
There are also three chairs in the Kun position. These three chairs are reserved for those who are challenged, that is, those who may want to give up the golden tripod. There can be people on this chair to assist the fist, but there can only be two at most. One, it should be left empty even when the person assisting the boxing is not there, because if the person assisting the boxing does not have a position, he cannot fight. This is also a rule.
Now Lu Tianshu's left side is written by Liu Sheng, and there is another one on the left side. It seems that it should be prepared for Lu Yu.[
Lu Yu looked at the time. The time was almost up. Those people were still arguing. The funny thing was that they had long forgotten what they were arguing about. They completely ignored the actions of the samurai and continued to argue further and further. In the end, they had the momentum to attack each other. , these several figures with considerable prestige in the martial arts community were breaking news to each other, causing a storm of excitement and overwhelming news.
Lu Yu was indifferent by nature and didn't bother to listen to what they said. He found a favorable position to lean on and quietly waited for the meeting. Shang Kun was busy bickering with them and did not notice Lu Yu hiding in the corner. Lu Yu also He was happy to hide in the dark. In this situation, it would be a bit uncomfortable for Lu Yu to really sit in the middle of the crowd.
He looked at Li Zijian, who was sitting in the middle. The old man was still concentrating with his eyes closed, and he looked like he was "not moving despite being punched and kicked". In the past few minutes, another person came next to him. Two old men, these two are also very old, both over eighty years old.
Lu Yu recognized that one of them was Cai Lingyun, the master of Chinese boxing. He had silver hair and a fresh face. He looked very capable and cheerful. His face, which often had a smile on it, was filled with a kind of relief that looked at the situation indifferently.
The other one is Cao Guozheng, a famous internal teacher. This man is also in his eighties. His temples are white, but the top of his head is thick and black. The white hair extends upward from the temples and gradually transitions to the top of his head. It is very distinctive.
The three of them are all seniors with a very high status, and they look particularly impressive when they sit in the middle.
When Lu Yu looked over, the three old men turned their heads this way, as if they had sensed Lu Yu's mind. Not to mention, according to a foreign study, people's premonitions are indeed real.
, they operate in a certain form of bioelectricity, and can also be exercised through special channels, and then become special and strong perceptive abilities that surpass the five senses. Generally, we call it - intuition.
Li Zijian, who was in the middle, looked at Lu Yu, then turned around. He took out a pocket watch from his jacket pocket and looked at it with his glasses. The time was 2:00 pm.
"Well -" he cleared his throat, his voice was very hoarse and not loud. However, when this sound came out, everyone heard it. Everyone looked at them and sat back to their original positions. They knew that it was business.
It began. Finally, in the midst of everyone's attention, the old man stood up with a cane.
The old man put down his crutches tremblingly and cupped his hands, "Dear martial arts comrades and friends in the martial arts world. Thank you. You all took time out of your busy schedule to come here and gather here. On behalf of the Chinese martial arts community and the nine feet of Chinese martial arts, Li thanked everyone." He spoke.
It seemed a little strenuous to do it, one meal at a time, but everyone listened with bated breath and no one dared to make any mistakes.
The old man said this, as if he had forgotten what to say, and pinched his beard and glanced at everyone. "I am old and not good at words. Since this tripod meeting was initiated by Li Zhao, let him come and talk to everyone.
Explain it!" He said, looking around at the two old men around him who seemed to be asking. The two old men were very easy-going and nodded along.
"Okay, Li Zhao, just tell me." The old man waved his hand and returned.
"Thank you, Uncle Taishi." Li Zhao stood up and clasped his fists, very respectfully. He was still very old and senior, but compared with these three old men, they were far behind. The three old men were the earliest ninth-dan martial arts masters.
Who can compare with the master-level seniors?
"Dear seniors and friends in the martial arts world, I am Li Zhao, who practices Bajiquan." Li Zhao introduced himself to his family. This was all routine, and there were several people present who did not recognize him.
"Sit down and talk." Next to Li Zijian, Cai Lingyun, who also had white hair, waved his hand and motioned for Li Zhao to sit down.[
Li Zhao nodded and hugged him politely and sat down. He habitually picked up the tea bowl and said calmly with confidence.
"Today's tripod meeting was initiated by me to fight for the golden tripod of the Xingyi Sect." He said, squinting at Lu Liu again, who was still coughing quietly. "I think back then.
, the Chengdu Dinghui, a rule set by the heroes of the world, using nine golden tripods as tokens to determine the nine feet of national martial arts, holding the leading position in national martial arts, and jointly discussing martial arts affairs. It is also said that the tripod meeting is held every three years, and the ownership of a tripod can be replaced.
.Today, the time for the tripod meeting has arrived, so I will tell you all about this regrettable incident of Xingyi Sect in front of Grand Master Li, Master Cai and Master Cao!"
"Fu Sheng, I've met all the elders!" Li Zhao's Beijing style was particularly obvious, and he spoke in a straight tone. He put the tea bowl aside and opened the folding fan with a snap.
"Seniors, I am Xue Fusheng, from Taigu Xingyi Sect in Shanxi Province." Xue Fusheng stepped forward immediately.
"Xue family in Shanxi?" asked an old man in the crowd. He only heard the voice but saw no one.
"right."
"Who is Mr. Xue Chong?" someone asked again.
"It's my grandfather."
The descendants of the old man came to take revenge.