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Chapter 42 Chaos Bell Fragments

"God, how is this possible?"

The shop owner almost jumped up in shock. Only he knew that although he was arrogant, he also had the ability to be arrogant. His small weapons shop was dedicated to the royal weapons of the Aolai Kingdom.

Where did that broken black iron rod come from?

As for the young man and the two women, they were completely dumbfounded.

Sun Wukong curled his lips, "I don't think it's very good."

"Tch, boring."

After saying that, he walked directly outside the store.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" The boss ran out from the bar and grabbed him and said, "Sir, you can't leave."

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "If I don't leave, will you keep me here for dinner? Or do you really have other treasures in your shop?"

He just felt a little uncomfortable seeing the boss's evil face just for fun.

In addition, the system reminded him that this store smelled like treasure, so he came in.

Little did he know that he was now entangled with someone.

The monkey is addicted again and loves to show off, so naturally he wants to tease the boss.

The boss said: "Treasures? There are treasures, they are all there!"

Sun Wukong stopped and said, "Isn't this good? If all the valuable treasures in your store are broken into pieces, it will cost you a lot of money."

The shop owner looked at the young man and the two women, but said to Sun Wukong: "The treasures can be destroyed, but the sign of my shop cannot be destroyed. In this way, sir, I will give you as much money as you want."

The shop owner grabbed his clothes eagerly and said, "If you break my sword so easily and turn around and leave, you will really hurt me."

At this point, he actually started crying.

Obviously he is afraid that if today's incident is spread out, his store sign will be smashed.

Sun Wukong followed him back to the shop, and the shop owner took out a knife with a cold light from a box.

When the knife hit the air, a cold wind caused the temperature of the entire store to drop by three to four degrees.

"Good knife."

The young man next to Sun Wukong couldn't help but speak loudly.

The exposed forearms of the two women were shot out by the blade, and the coldness aroused a layer of fine goosebumps.

"Well, it's better than the one just now."

Sun Wukong stepped forward and tapped lightly with the golden hoop, "click..."

The blade broke and the cold air dissipated.

The boss gritted his teeth, his eyes were scarlet and almost demonic.

"I still have many magic weapons..."

After saying this, the old man entered the back hall and soon, with the help of two assistants, he took out more than ten handfuls of gleaming treasures.

"This has been my collection for more than ten years..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Wukong struck out like lightning, cocking each weapon.

"Click, click, click..."

These weapons were all shattered without exception.

After doing this, he felt bored and walked directly outside the store.

The shop owner broke into cold sweat on his forehead and gritted his teeth, "I will never let the shop's century-old reputation be ruined by my hands..."

The shop owner said: "Uncle, wait a minute, I still have a treasure that will save the shop."

Sun Wukong said: "Oh, it's so annoying. There are so many rubbish in your store, why do you keep asking me to look at it?"

The shop owner's face turned black with anger, but he said: "Uncle, what you are saying is that all the things in my shop are garbage, not as good as your black stick..."

The two women beside the young man laughed strangely when they heard this.

Sun Wukong returned to his seat again and took a sip of the tea served by the waiter.

Not long after, the shop owner came out from the back hall and opened a brocade box on the table. It was a piece of copper.

Sun Wukong's pupils shrank...

He sensed a demonic aura on this copper piece that he had never experienced before.

This demonic aura was better than that of any big demon he had ever seen.

Simply looking at the amount of demon energy can tell whether the demon is powerful.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, for discovering the innate spiritual treasure and the fragments of the Chaos Clock. The system can recycle them."

At this time, the system also beeped.

Sun Wukong frowned slightly and said, "Boss, what do you mean?"

"Uncle, as long as I can use your stick to break this copper piece, I will, I will admit it..."

The boss talked for a long time and didn't know how to continue.

Sun Wukong said for him: "If you want to say it, will you admit that my stick is a treasure?"

Without waiting for the boss to speak, he continued: "But, your broken copper piece, no matter what it is, do you think it is a treasure in your store?

So tell me, what role does he have?"

Shop owner: "This..."

Sun Wukong said again: "Then tell me, what is the material of this copper piece???"



"This thing looks like a fragment of something. So, may I ask the store owner, are these fragments of a treasure in your store? Is there a complete treasure? Let me see?"

A series of questions made the boss stupid.

He didn't know how to answer at all, because he couldn't answer any of these questions.

The only thing he knew was that even though their shop had been forging weapons for so many years, none of the treasures had harmed the copper piece. He had no idea why.

Sun Wukong said: "If you take something that you don't even know what it is, and compete with me, what do you think you can save?"

He plucked his ears with disdain on his face. The shop owner was also under tremendous pressure. It seemed that everything Sun Wukong said was the truth and could not be refuted.

"What's more, if I win, what good will it do to me? If I lose, it will be good for you."

The boss gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle, I will give you whatever benefits you want."

"Okay!" Sun Wukong took out the black stick and struck it seemingly lightly on the copper piece. There was a "ding" sound and the copper piece shattered without any accident.

Shop owner: "This..."

Sun Wukong curled his lips and said: "Your copper piece is not very good, but it is harder than the other garbage in your store. I see that there is nothing else in your store that I want. It wastes so much on me."

Time, just give me this piece of copper."

Before the boss could speak, Sun Wukong flicked his sleeve, and the copper piece went into his pocket.

After going out for a quick walk, he jumped a few times and arrived at an alley in Aolai Country. He took out the complete copper piece.

What the shop owner saw just now was the copper piece after Sun Wukong used a blind trick. In fact, the real copper piece did not break into pieces at all. What is the Chaos Clock?

That is Demon Emperor Taiyi's most valuable self-defense weapon. The Golden Cudgel, a treasure of merit, cannot break such a treasure at all. If he attacks it forcefully, it will probably produce a strong backlash, and he doesn't know how many people will be affected by that time.

"System, how do you recycle this thing?"

Host: "System points, 10,000, one chance to draw cheat codes."

When Sun Wukong heard about 10,000 points, he almost jumped up with joy.

Each of the tasks in this system is difficult to complete, and points are even more difficult to obtain.

These points can directly allow him to learn some secrets of the system.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong said without hesitation: "Recycle."

A sky filled with light bloomed in front of Sun Wukong. Only he could see this light, not even the saints could see this light.

The light dissipated and there were 10,000 more points in the system.

He felt a little excited and clicked the virtual lottery button again.

The secret book of the heavens began to rotate, and Gulu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Finally, the lottery column stopped, and the secret book made Sun Wukong's pupils shrink and his hands tremble a little. He smiled slightly and said: "System, can the name of the secret book you have here be more domineering? The name 'Iron Clothes Shirt' is so silly.

,Can’t it be called something like the Nine Turns Divine Art?”


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