As soon as the door was closed, it completely separated the inside from the outside.

From the perspective of Daoist Karamu, he couldn't see this mountain gate, but he arranged his eyes and ears to keep an eye on the movements here, and if there was any change, he would notify him immediately.

Therefore, what the ears and eyes see and what they know, the black eyes also know for the first time.

It's a pity that those eyes and ears can't do anything about the things inside the courtyard gate.

I only heard the sound of a not-so-fierce fight inside, and it calmed down.

No one came out, and there was no fire like last time.

This situation was reported to Karamu, who knew that the second wave of people had confessed again, which made him feel inexplicably heartbroken.

Thinking of Master's previous instructions, these people could not be lost, and he did not disturb the master who closed his eyes and recuperated again, and with a wave of his hand, he was about to send out a third wave.

It was a hundred-man regiment.

But at this time, his master opened his eyes again and said softly: "Forget it, this tactic of adding firewood is in the hands of the enemy, let's do it openly tomorrow." ”

Karame's raised hand did not fall, but looked at his watch.

It's 12 a.m. yet, so we'll talk about it tomorrow.

Although he was anxious about his own people, he did not lose his mind.

If those people are killed, they will not be able to save them even if they go to save them now.

If the other party doesn't plan to kill them, it doesn't matter if you wait a little longer.

Besides, although the two sides have great contradictions in interests, they do not seem to be to the extent of life and death.

Over the years, Wu Minglai has done a lot of secret fighting in private, but the dead man has never happened.

The hand that didn't go down was retracted.

The disciples and disciples who looked at his hand had become rabbits ready to run away, and when they saw that hand retracted, they also let off the strength they had already mustered, resumed their meditative state, and closed their eyes there to recuperate.

As for how quickly they fall into meditation, it varies from person to person.

Anyway, you can wake up before tomorrow's competition, and there is no breakfast anyway, one meal a day, which I have already used last night, and I will not be able to eat the next meal until tonight.

At the beginning of the morning light, Xuankong Mountain was also shrouded in a hazy mist, and the monks of the Feilai Temple had already gotten up and were doing their daily contact.

No one knew if they had a program or not, but anyway, I saw that some of them were still meditating, some were walking quickly around the venue, and some were chanting words in their mouths, as if they were chanting scriptures.

At about half past seven, they stopped all kinds of activities, lined up in a square at the main gate of the Xuankong Palace, and shouted loudly under the command of Wumu.

"Feilai Temple should come to challenge the Xuankong Palace by appointment, and invite your palace Taoist friends to come out to fight!"

A minute later, another shout!

"Feilai Temple should come to challenge the Xuankong Palace by appointment, and invite your palace Taoist friends to come out to fight!"

In fact, the time they agreed to play was eight o'clock in the morning, and there was still about half a small time before the two sides would fight.

Probably because I feel that I have come all the way, and it is a toss at night, and I have to get up early in the morning, plus I have no food to eat when I get up early, so I am not angry.

In line with the reciprocal terms that I don't feel good and I don't make you feel good, they beat the children on a rainy day anyway, and they are idle, so they start calling for battle, hoping to disturb the enemy's mood.

The people of Xuankong Palace let them make noise and kept silent.

It's the same as at night, if you don't come in, I'll ignore you, at least on the surface.

As for ignoring it secretly, let's talk about that.

Of course, the initiative is in your hands, you want me to ignore you, but I ignore you.

But if you come in, you're sorry.

I must ignore you, and I will count you to death!

At about 7:55, the gate of Xuankong Palace opened with a loud bang!

First, a scribe with a feather fan walked out with square steps.

When he arrived at the forefront of the highest steps outside the gate, he stood firmly, straightened his scarf, shook his feather fan twice, and announced in a loud voice: "The annual routine martial arts competition of the Buddha and Taoism of Feilai Temple and Xuankong Palace has officially begun! I, seeing that the 128-year-old Kong Yuliang continues to serve as the chief referee, this year is the twentieth consecutive realm! My ability is obvious to all, and my fairness is incomparable! Before starting the game, I announce a disciplinary action: Last night, there was a heinous incident of violating discipline, that is, Feilai Temple twice, A total of seventy-one people have invaded the Xuankong Palace with bad intentions! All of these people have been captured and detained alive by the highly vigilant Xuankong Palace Daoists, and will be dealt with in accordance with the relevant regulations after the competition! These treatments can be postponed, but the discipline must be enforced immediately! Now I announce that these seventy-one people will be disqualified from the competition, and each team score will be deducted one point, for a total of 71 points......

Hearing this, send people uproar!

This Feilai Temple is simply too much!

Unexpectedly, the opponent of the competition was attacked at night!

This good old man referee has such an iron wrist?

Everyone knows that only one point can be scored if you win a competition, and the seventy-one points deducted are equivalent to the victory of seventy-one games!

This is even worse than directly condemning them to lose!

Umu was originally a gloomy character, and he was always very good at arguing with people, and his philosophy of life was that life was short.

The time spent in one argument was settled ten times to live or die.

But this time it was too ruthless.

That's seventy-one lives and deaths!

And it's the ones who were originally victorious who have lost it.

This kind of point reduction, although it is not to let them die and let the opponent live, but to make the opponent who is already dead not only not die but live.

"Dear referee Mr. Kong! This punishment is too harsh for us to bear! I admit that I was not strict in discipline, but it was their own negligence, it was their first time in a new place, they did not rest well at night, and the phenomenon of wandering dreams occurred, where they went, they themselves did not know, so it was purely an unintentional small mistake! Also, the twenty-one people in the first wave went out to look for a toilet, they thought that the hidden place must be a toilet, so they strayed into your military stronghold, this I firmly believe that only one point of symbolic punishment will be deducted, and it will be fine, I will definitely strengthen discipline in the future, and I will never let them have the opportunity to reoffend!"

Xuankong Daoist argued: "Whether you are intentional or unintentional, the damage caused to us is the same, respected referee Mr. Kong, Feilai Temple's two invasions of the important areas inside my Xuankong Palace have caused great mental damage to all the Daoists on our side, they have not slept all night, and their combat effectiveness has been discounted by at least 90 percent! I strongly request that the weight of the deduction points be increased, and it cannot be less than 100 points!"

"Don't make any noise, do you think this is a vegetable market?"

Kong Yuliang categorically stopped: "I fully considered the reasons of both sides and decided to reduce Feilai Temple by 50 points, this is the final decision!"