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It wasn't until the fat aunt appeared that Xue Fusheng took his eyes off Lu Yu's body.

What is more noteworthy is the person in front of Shang Kun, that is, the one-eyed Lu Tianshu.

As Shang Kun described, this Lu Tianshu really has only one eye, and the other half is covered with a black eyepatch. There are many white hairs on his shaved head. It's an old man at a street bookstall.

From the moment Lu Yu saw him, he was coughing, and while coughing, he wiped the sandalwood box containing the golden tripod. His two black eyebrows drooped downwards, like an old man who was not so old. These eyebrows It's really special.

And under the eyebrows are a pair of eyelids that have never been raised, unmoved, unaffected by favor or humiliation, as if the things in this hall have nothing to do with him.

Shang Kun, Xue Fusheng, Fat Aunt and a group of people from Hongmen Shaolin were arguing in the dark, and the Japanese samurai who was the fuse was already sitting next to Lu Tianshu. It seemed that he knew the rules. There are six chairs that are special.

Three of them are in the dry position, and usually there are three old people sitting there. These three old people are the hosts of the Golden Cauldron Meeting. It symbolizes the continuation of the Dinghui.

And the position of Kun also has three chairs, these three chairs are reserved for the challenged, that is, those who may want to give up the golden tripod, there can be people who can help punches on this chair, but there can only be two people at most. One, even if the person who assisted the fist is not present, it should be empty, because if the person who assisted the fist does not have a place, he cannot play, this is also a rule.

Now Liu Sheng, the author on the left of Lu Tianshu, has another one on the other side, which seems to be for Lu Yu. [

Lu Yu looked at the time, the time was approaching, those people were still arguing endlessly, the ridiculous thing was that they had long forgotten why they were arguing, completely disregarding the actions of the warriors, the quarrel became farther and farther, and in the end they suddenly had the momentum to attack each other , These few figures with some prestige in the martial arts world were breaking news about each other, and there was a surge of wind and clouds for a while, and all kinds of anecdotes and fierce stories were overwhelming.

Lu Yu was indifferent by nature, and didn't bother to listen to what they had to say. He found a favorable position to lean against, and waited quietly for the meeting to start. Shang Kun was busy arguing with them, but he didn't find Lu Yu hiding in the corner. He was happy to hide in the dark. On this occasion, if Lu Yu really sat in the middle of the crowd, he would feel a little uncomfortable.

He looked at Li Zijian who was sitting in the middle, the old man was still resting his eyes with his eyes closed, and he had the air of "I will stand still if you punch and kick me".In the past few minutes, two old men have come beside him. These two are also very old, both of whom are over 80 years old.

Lu Yu recognized that one of them was Cai Lingyun, a master of Huaquan, with silver hair and a clean face.

And the other is Cao Guozheng, a famous teacher from the inner family. This person is also in his 80s, with gray temples, but the top of his head is black and thick. The white hairs extend upward from the temples and gradually transition to the top of the head, which is very distinctive.

The three of them are seniors at the top level, with high status, and they sit in the middle with a special style.

When Lu Yu cast his gaze over, the three old men turned their heads to this side together, as if sensing Lu Yu's mind.Not to mention, according to a foreign study, people's premonitions do exist, they operate in a form of bioelectricity, and can also be exercised through special ways, and then become a special feeling that surpasses the five senses. And the strong perception ability, in general, we call it - intuition.

Li Zijian, who was in the middle, looked at Lu Yu, and then turned his head. 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 the sound came out, everyone heard it. Everyone cast their gazes and sat back to their original positions in unison.They know that the business is about to begin.Finally, under the eyes of everyone, the old man stood up leaning on a cane.

The old man tremblingly put down his crutches and cupped his hands, "Everyone, fellow martial artists, friends from the Jianghu. Thank you. Everyone took time out of their busy schedules to come here and gather here. On behalf of the Chinese martial arts world, I would like to thank everyone on behalf of the Chinese martial arts." He said It seemed a little strenuous to listen to each other, but everyone listened intently with bated breath, and no one dared to make a mistake.

When the old man said this, he seemed to have forgotten what to say, and he squeezed his beard and scanned the crowd. "I'm old, and I'm not good at words. Since Li Zhao initiated this tripod meeting, let him explain it to everyone!" He said, looking around at the two people around him as if they were asking. The two old men were very accommodating and nodded along.

"Okay then, Li Zhao, let's talk about it." The old man waved his hand and went back.

"Thank you Grand Master." Li Zhao stood up and cupped his fists, very respectful. His age and seniority are still very high, but compared with the old three, he is far behind. The three old people are the earliest nine-dan martial arts, Who can compare to a master-level senior?

"Seniors and friends in the martial arts world, I am Li Zhao, who is good at Bajiquan." Li Zhao reported his family background. This was a routine, and some of the people present did not know him.

"Sit down and talk." Beside Li Zijian, Cai Lingyun, who was also full of white hair, waved his hand, signaling Li Zhao to sit down. [

Li Zhao nodded and sat down with him clasped fists.He picked up the teacup habitually, and said leisurely with confidence.

"Today's cauldron meeting was initiated by me to compete for the golden cauldron of Xingyimen." He said, squinting at Lu Liu again, who was still coughing softly. "I think back then, at the tripod meeting in Rongcheng, the rules established by the heroes of the world. Nine golden tripods were used as tokens to determine the nine legs of the national art, and the leader of the national art, to discuss martial arts affairs together. It is also said that every three years. The ownership of the cauldron. The cauldron meeting is here today, so I will tell you about a regrettable thing about this Xingyi sect in front of Uncle Li, Master Cai and Master Cao!"

"Fusheng, I've met all the elders!" Li Zhao's style of the Beijing school was particularly obvious, with correct words and round accents, he flipped the tea bowl to the side and opened the folding fan with a snap.

"Seniors, I'm Xue Fusheng, Shanxi Taigu Xingyi Gate." Xue Fusheng immediately stepped forward.

"Shanxi Xue's family?" An old man in the crowd asked, only hearing the voice but not seeing anyone.

"Correct."

"Then Mr. Xue Chongxue?" someone asked again.

"It's my grandfather." Xue Fusheng answered truthfully. As soon as the words came out, there was a commotion in the crowd. Many people in the hall were whispering, and a common theme emerged in the noisy discussions——it was Xue. The descendants of the old man came to take revenge.