Urban Demon Slayer

There are stone piers of various sizes on the roof. Some of these stone piers were left during the previous construction, and some were deliberately brought up to press some felts and tarps.

Tan Zuo walked to one of the stone piers that weighed nearly 1,000 catties, and then put a strong talisman on his shoulder.

"rise!"

Tan Zuo snorted lightly, and the strong talisman on his shoulder suddenly appeared with golden light, and then he picked up the stone pier that weighed several hundred kilograms, and then slowly put it down, followed by the yellow talisman. Disappeared, this thing seems to be a one-off.

"It's your turn!" It seemed that he had finally found something stronger than the other, Tan Zuo turned his head and looked at Wang Qianchen with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll try." Wang Qianchen also came to this stone pier, and then snorted the skills in [Seventy-two Transformations].

"[Vigorously]!" Wang Qianchen also lifted the stone pier up, and then put it down again.

"..." Tan Zuo was speechless for a while.

"Swallowing the sword, can you?" Tan Zuo gritted his teeth, then raised the sword in his hand, and slowly stabbed it into his throat. In fact, this belongs to Maoshan's side door, and at most it is used when setting up a stall outside. The performance does not have any offensive power when killing the enemy. When someone stabs you with a sword, you are cut off before you can swallow it.

It can be seen that Tan Zuo has been forced to the point where he is incapable of skill, and he has even brought out this kind of skill that is not very useful.

"Will you?" Tan Zuo pulled out the sword and handed it to Wang Qianchen.

Coincidentally, in [Seventy-Two Changes], there really is the skill of [Swallowing Swords], and this sword-swallowing is not only about swallowing swords, it means that all weapons can be swallowed.

"Your sword is full of saliva, so I won't swallow it..." Wang Qianchen glanced at it with disgust, then took out the slab behind his waist and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After a while, Wang Qianchen pulled out the brick and said to Tan Zuo, "What, is there anything else?"

"..." Tan Zuo was very speechless, quite speechless!

"Painting talismans!" Tan Zuo gritted his teeth, took out a writing brush and a bundle of yellow paper from his arms, and drew talismans on the yellow paper with a "hush hush", and all kinds of incomprehensible runes appeared immediately.

This is a must-have skill for all Taoist monks in Maoshan. They have been learning it since they entered the mountain. They don't believe that Wang Qianchen is an outsider, even this!

Coincidentally, [Seventy-two Transformations] really has the skill of [Character Water].

Although this [Fu Shui] refers to placing the drawn talismans in water to achieve the effect of curing diseases, but to make [Fu Shui], one must draw talismans, so this is also a must-have skill for Wang Qianchen.

Wang Qianchen didn't have any yellow paper or a writing brush, so he picked up the brick again, pointed the corners of one side to the ground, and also drew incomprehensible runes.

"Ah ah ah no..." Brick bared his teeth in pain.

The only difference is that the talismans drawn by Tan Zuo are all powerful talismans, fire talismans, wind talismans, etc. Wang Qianchen's paintings are all talismans to cure illness and save lives, but they are also talismans!

As a Taoist priest from Maoshan, Tan Zuo of course saw at a glance that Wang Qianchen was not a doodle, but that he really had spiritual power and skills attached to it.

"Pfft", Tan Zuoyi sat on the ground and stared blankly at Wang Qianchen: "You...what kind of monster are you...how can you do anything..."

"You are the monster..." Wang Qianchen pouted in disdain.

Tan Zuo squatted on the ground and drew circles, not knowing what he was thinking, his eyes were full of the sad feeling of losing hope in life...

At this moment, the door on the rooftop was suddenly pushed open, and a sanitation aunt who was in charge of cleaning walked in.

"Hey, what are you doing here, no one can enter casually on the rooftop..." The sanitation aunt said with a broom in one hand and a dustpan in the other, akimbo.

"Okay, let's go now!" Tan Zuo quickly nodded and said.

"Why do recruits come here every year? How good is the rooftop? Why don't you help me clean up so much..." The sanitation aunt murmured. She looked around and found that the rooftop was not dirty, and turned her head out the door of the rooftop. .

"By the way, let's follow the last item and see who finds this aunt first in ten minutes!" Tan Zuo seemed to think of something, and reached out and pointed forward gently. Fly over and stick firmly to the back of the sanitation aunt.

"Okay—" Wang Qianchen smiled lightly, his nose twitched slightly.

Ten minutes later, the sanitation aunt didn't know where to go.

"Let you look for a minute first!" Tan Zuo put his hands behind his back, looking like he was winning.

"Then let it go!" Of course Wang Qianchen would not be polite, and ran towards the door of the roof with a bang.

Asking Wang Qianchen to look first is not because Tan Zuo is so arrogant, but worried that Wang Qianchen will follow him. After confirming that Wang Qianchen had disappeared, Tan Zuo slowly walked towards the door of the rooftop.

What he threw just now was a tracking symbol, which was valid for half an hour.

Within half an hour, even if the aunt goes to Country M, Tan Zuo can easily find her—of course, this is just a metaphor, and you can't go to Country M in half an hour!

"This time, you are sure to lose—" Tan Zuo walked out of the rooftop leisurely.