When Yue Dongxue regained his clarity again, he was already in a cave.

There wasn't much left in the cave other than a bubbling spring and a stone table. Of course, in addition to him and the black crutches beside him, Yunhu Jian didn't know when he returned to his arms.

Fortunately, there was also a small tree more than a foot tall growing by the spring, and it was covered with countless tiny red fruits.

Habitually picking up crutches, Yue Dongxue felt a little heavier.

He didn't know where it was, but he knew that it was the crow who sent him in, and since he let him come, there must have been his intentions.

And Yue Dongxue won't guess his intentions, as long as he doesn't want Yue Dongxue to die, then Yue Dongxue won't die.

So even if what you do now is harmful to Yue Dongxue in the future, as long as it is beneficial to him now, this is enough.

Although her hands and feet have regrown, Yue Dongxue is still habitually on crutches.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the cave, a suffocating hot wind, with a disgusting fishy smell and a black thing, came straight to the door of Yuedong Xuemian.

Fortunately, Yue Dongxue has entered the Hundred Refining Realm, and she is no longer the powerless mountain village boy.

Subconsciously turning sideways, Yue Dongxue raised the crutches in her hand and smashed it onto the mess.

"Bang!"

A random sound of hard object impact sounded, Yue Dongxue was knocked back several steps in a row, feeling the power transmitted back from the crutches, Yue Dongxue only felt numb.

The black object was also catapulted into the cave because of the impact.

As soon as he stood still, there was a sudden piercing scream in his ears, and Yue Dongxue followed the voice, and only then did he see what the thing was just now.

A black spider with a large human head, covered with oozing spider hair, was lying on the ground and struggling, as if it had been pressed by a mountain, and the black spider struggled to stand up several times in a row, and was pressed to the ground again.

Yue Dongxue had never seen this kind of spider, and that person didn't have it in his memory. But looking at the two blood-colored eyes the size of soybeans on the spider's head, Yue Dongxue knew that the other party was by no means a good type.

In just a few seconds, the black spider struggled several times to no avail, and then lay on the ground motionless, as if dead, but his eyes were wide and resentful.

Yue Dongxue slowly approached the black spider on the ground, and seeing that it was still not moving, she raised the cane in her hand again and smashed it down.

However, Yue Dongxue seemed to be smashing stones with a wooden stick, and the spider did not have the slightest scar, but he was a little out of strength.

The continuous attacks also seemed to anger the immobile spider, and when he opened his mouth to Yue Dongxue, a cloud of spider silk sprayed over.

Yue Dongxue was prepared, jumped up to avoid the spider silk, and with a move of spiritual power, the left hand holding the cane at the moment of jumping up subconsciously pulled a sword flower, and a blue sword qi crossed the black spider's body,

A slender cut was made, and dark green blood flowed from the wound.

If Miss Xiaoyu saw this scene, she might be surprised, but maybe not, after all, Xiaoyu can dream so much about his past, so it is not surprising that he will use this trick of Mingxiu Palace to "leap clouds". Although it is still relatively jerky.

Falling to the ground again, Yue Dongxue didn't have the heart to pay attention to the spider, nor did he notice the formation that gradually began to operate above his head, because he finally found another problem.

For a long time, Yue Dongxue pulled out the black stick for the first time from under that cliff, and he didn't pay much attention to it for many years later.

He didn't even pay attention to how the crow turned a stick into a crutch that could support him on one leg and walk the world.

But at that moment, when he subconsciously used Mingxiu Palace's Yueyun Sword Move according to the fragment in his mind, he discovered the problem.

Looking at the crutch in his left hand again, the handle and arm brace that had been made by the crow to help him balance his body were gone, and the crutch had changed back to its original black stick.

And not only that, but it seems to have gotten a little longer.

But this is not something that is worth ignoring the crisis in Yue Dongxue, more importantly, the feeling has changed.

In the past, Yue Dongxue's feeling about it was just familiarity, just a habit, just like a blacksmith is to a hammer, and a woodcutter is to an axe.

But now, perhaps since he cast the leaping cloud just now, the stick feels like a tool to him, but like an extension of his own arm, as if he is one with him.

The spiritual power in her hand gradually dissipated, and the feeling of integration slowly disappeared, and Yue Dongxue believed that her feeling would not be wrong.

Turning the spiritual power into his left hand again and sending it back to the stick, the feeling of water and milk blending appeared again, and it became stronger and stronger, as if the stick was a part of his body.

And with the continuous input of spiritual power, this feeling is becoming more and more obvious.

It seems that this stick, which has been used as a crutch by itself for many years, has come to life, and something is rejoicing, about to break out of its shell.

Time passed minute by minute, and Yue Dongxue gradually felt that her spiritual power was exhausted.

At this time, the stick finally changed, and countless cracks began to appear on the body of the stick, and a crisp click sound was clear in the ears.

In Yue Dongxue's eyes, the surface of the stick was shattered like an eggshell, and the things in it slowly appeared.

After the black peels off, it is purple, like the purple of the moon in Dongyue Town, and also purple like the Snow Spirit Terrace in the east of the moon.

Seeing that the crutches had completely changed into the original stick, but the color had changed, Yue Dongxue finally couldn't support it, her spiritual power was overdrawn, and she sat on the ground panting.

After sitting and conditioning for a while, Yue Dongxue got up and walked to the edge of the spring to drink some water, the spring water seemed to have other uses, Yue Dongxue just finished drinking, the spiritual power of the whole body was instantly full, and the fatigue on her body disappeared without a trace.

Only then did Yue Dongxue notice that the black spider in the corner had disappeared for some time, leaving only a pile of dust in place.

Then looking at the purple stick lying on the ground, Yue Dongxue understood in her mind why the green crow always asked him to carry it.

Picking up the stick again, Yue Dongxue looked at it carefully.

In addition to the size of the stick, the size has not changed, the size has become longer, and there is a circle printed on the stick, like a round of sun, but Yue Dongxue's first feeling is that this is a round of moon, a round of bright moon.

Stretching out his hand to caress the moon pattern of the stick, Yue Dongxue felt a little loose, and the feeling of imminent movement from the stick was even stronger.

Yue Dongxue subconsciously held the stick with both hands and pulled it lightly, but easily pulled out a weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword.

It is said to be like a sword, but in fact, it should be more appropriate to say that it is a knife, a horizontal knife, but such knives are rare.

The knife is only three feet long and only two inches wide, but it is very different from ordinary knives.

The knife is purple all around, covered with dense purple patterns, only the tip of the knife has a slight arc, the sharp edge is upward, the blade is as thin as a cicada's wings, but the back of the knife is a little thicker, and a row of terrifying barbs extends from the back of the knife to the tip of the knife.

It's hard to imagine what kind of wound would be left if such a horizontal knife were stabbed into the body and pulled out.

Wave it a few times, both in size and length, and in terms of feel, it is surprisingly good, as if it is completely integrated with him.

No one in the world has ever seen such a strange horizontal knife, but Yue Dongxue has seen it, so he didn't hold back his tears and slid down his cheeks silently.

What I remembered was the scene when I was four or five years old wielding a wooden sword on the back of my drunkard father, and the wooden sword was sharpened by the drunkard for a moment's pleasure, but it made the drunkard have a different opinion.

At that time, the drunkard's idea was that if such a sword was used, it might have a miraculous effect, but before it was finished, Yue Dongxue snatched it back in his hand and played with it, and corrected him that it was a knife......

Thinking about the past, Yue Dongxue's heart ached, the tragic situation of Dongyue Town was vivid, at this moment he was suddenly glad that the drunkard father was gone, and he also thought that if he was there, he could stop those things, fortunately, the drunkard father is not like an ordinary person.

"I hope he's still alive!"

Because he is Yue Dongxue's only remaining relative, if he had been placed in the past, maybe that beautiful face would also be one.

Thinking about it, Yue Dongxue's thoughts gradually drifted away.

Even the Yuehe Flower in the spirit platform suddenly became restless, and the countless ancient beasts on the spirit platform seemed to be silent, and he didn't even know it.

I don't know that in the Lake Pavilion, the green crow's expression when he saw this scene, it was a "sure enough" expression.