The Word Is Missing, I Am On A Business Trip To Another World

Tang Tingyun was delighted, this was another opportunity.

He turned around and asked Master Kongxiang: "Where is the center of Daxiangguo Temple?

"The Octagonal Glazed Palace is the center!" Master Kongxiang didn't know why.

"Uh-huh!"

Tang Tingyun disappeared from the hall. Everyone hurriedly entered the corridor and left the Zen room, and came to the front of the Bajiao Glazed Hall.

The place is dedicated to the Thousand-Armed and Thousand-Eyed Avalokitesvara, and is crowded with tourists and incense.

He raised his eyes and looked at the tall ridge of the hall in the center - a person standing on the vase that was more than ten feet high, it was Tang Tingyun.

Although there were many tourists and pilgrims, no one noticed the unusual situation of a person standing on the vase on the top of the temple.

Xiao Long told everyone to try not to look in the same direction to avoid attracting crowds of spectators.

On Nao Yuangong's screen, Black Head had already shouted: "Tang Xiaoer, what treasure did you find again? Please tell me quickly!"

Tang Tingyun did not answer. He took off his blindfold and looked around. The Daxiangguo Temple is located in the downtown area of ​​Bianzhou, not far away from the Royal Street and Longting Scenic Area. As far as the eye can see, there are row upon row of high-rise buildings, surrounding the thousand-year-old royal temple.

Tang Tingyun put on the eye mask and looked around again, moving slowly, checking the angle between the eye talisman and the surrounding scenery from time to time.

When Tang Tingyun turned to the northeast, his eyes suddenly lit up with golden light, buzzing and trembling. Tang Tingyun looked out through his eyes with concentration. Through countless high-rise buildings or other building obstructions, what appeared in sight was a dark tower-shaped building.

Tang Tingyun took off his blindfold and looked forward. All the buildings in front of him were visible, and no tower-shaped building could be seen. Wearing a blindfold, all the buildings can be seen through, until you reach the faint outline of the tower-shaped building in the farthest distance.

The eye glyph on the eye patch appeared as a coordinate pattern in the void, and it was closely aligned with the tower-shaped building.

"Bianzhou Iron Tower!"

Xiao Long shouted on the Nao Yuangong screen.

The next moment, Tang Tingyun quietly fell into the crowd, walking toward where everyone was standing with a happy face.

The next second, Tang Tingyun's expression changed slightly, but his smile returned instantly.

In Tang Tingyun's mind, a few words quickly popped up: "Alert, there is an ambush!"

Everyone was a little shocked and ignored one fact. Tang Tingyun is still a wanted criminal, and a mysterious financial owner is offering a reward to his capture until death. Whenever you appear in public, you are at risk of being attacked.

I just didn't expect that this group of desperadoes would actually set up an ambush in the Daxiangguo Temple. Master Kongxiang's face was a little confused, and his expression turned sulky for a moment. He quickly scolded the security personnel of the temple in his brain system, and then sent troops to lurk and wait for orders.

Mr. Gong signaled Xiao Long, Zhu Ying, Heitou, and Maodou to gradually disperse and prepare for battle.

Suddenly, he heard Tang Tingyun say softly: "Don't move, leave it to me!"

Everyone looked at Mr. Gong, who nodded in agreement. Without knowing the opponent's situation, he believed in Tang Tingyun's tactical arrangements. Because of the situation, he had the most control in his mind. Others waited for an opportunity to call for help.

The crowd gradually dispersed, hiding in corners or among the crowd.

Tang Tingyun discovered something and was so alert!

The moment Tang Tingyun landed, the powerful golden and black divine energy, which accounted for half each, immediately gave an early warning. He clearly felt that this was the part of the black consciousness that reacted first.

When he looked through the golden eyes that were already hidden in his skin, he saw that the scene in front of him was a transparent energy body. People and objects were all energy bodies of different shapes and colors. The essence and energy waves of different people are actually presented in front of their eyes in energy colors.

Among the tourists and pilgrims walking in front of them, as well as the people sitting around to rest and cool down, there were five people with black and red energy waves floating faintly above their heads. Just looking at the frequency of the energy waves swaying and vibrating, you can The heart rate and mental rhythm of the ambush state can be determined, and the realm of divine energy can be seen at a glance.

This is just like the energy fluctuations shown by the person in front, and the intention of doing things can be distinguished by the color. Regardless of good or bad people, under the eyes, all physical objects are transformed into energy color forms, and you can see them at a glance.

It turns out that the Eye Engraving Talisman has this kind of skill, and before the use of Long Eye Technique and Divine Sense is activated, Tang Tingyun has already locked onto his opponent, gained insight into his opponent's level of combat power, and made a final decision in advance.

He was fully capable of annihilating opponents at the same level as Tang Tingyun, so he asked everyone not to cooperate. He wanted to surround them alone and test the magic of the eye-engraved talisman.

In an instant, Tang Tingyun had already walked into the oncoming crowd, and there were three lurking killers inside - "Whoa!

puff! puff! puff! "An afterimage flashed by, and several slight blows were heard.

In an instant, the danger in the crowd was relieved, and then the white shadow suddenly struck from the left to the right, and the secret servants on both sides of the road were also pulled out.

A moment later, in a quiet corner of the wing in front, a pile of five people were piled together, all of them fainting. The temple guards of Master Kongxiang came up and carried them away one by one with five-flowered belts.

Although Wen Shu has only practiced three movements, the power of Wen Shu is beyond the reach of earthly divine energy practitioners.

With the lightning speed technique and the first form of Wen Shu, Tang Tingyun could fight quickly.

Not being willing to fight and seizing time is the top priority right now. There is no time left to waste on uncertainty.

Next stop, Tower Park. Gong Lao led the team to bid farewell to Master Kongxiang for the time being. Master Kongxiang wanted to arrange for two Huatong realm monks to follow him and protect him, but they were declined by Mr. Gong. Everyone believed that monks and laymen were more likely to attract attention when they were together and behaved unchanged. The iron tower thing is over, and we are heading back to Daxiangguo Temple.

The group of people walked out of the gate of Daxiangguo Temple and stepped down the steps. Just as he was about to hail a low-altitude taxi (low-altitude commercial flying vehicle) in the passenger area, two beggars, an old man and a young man, approached him and stretched out a white porcelain vat and handed it to Tang Tingyun.

"Not good!" Suddenly, Tang Tingyun felt wary - but it was too late.

The white porcelain jar in front of him suddenly turned into a sharp three-edged thorn, which moved straight upward with one stroke, one stroke and one pull. The three movements were completed in one go, without leaking, directly breaking through the chest and attacking the restricted area.

The timing, heat, coordination, and rhythm of this sneak attack were all flawless. Those who were in the realm below the Transformation Realm would not be able to escape, and would either die or be injured. In short, the door was wide open, and all the moves were made within a few inches. The Great Luo Immortal was here. There is no way to escape intact.

In a flash of lightning, Tang Tingyun was suddenly placed in a life and death dilemma. Just now, only Tang Tingyun leaned forward to greet the masters who were flying low. The others were a few positions behind. Even if they were warned in advance, they could not help because they did not have the time. A group of people were worried and worried, but there was nothing they could do. Either he lifts his neck, or he draws his chest, or he turns his hands and stretches his abdomen, all of which are fatal.

Tang Tingyun's life hangs on a thread, between life and death.

what to do?