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Although his idea was not bad, but when he truly executed it, Mo Beichen realized that he thought of it too simply.

These bone spikes were simply too tough. Mo Beichen grinded them on the rocks a few times, but the stone too turned to smoke and he could not see any changes. There was not even a single strand of hair on the bones.

"I don't believe that I can't deal with you!"

Unable to believe it, Mo Beichen increased his speed and the power in his hands increased by a lot.

"Kacha …"

Looking at the broken rocks, Mo Beichen was dumbstruck, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Watt? "So awesome!"

Thinking that it might have been because that rock was aged a long time and had become more weathered, Mo Beichen changed his direction and found an even stronger rock.

However, when he repeated the process from last time, he helplessly discovered that the result was still the same.

"F * ck!" What kind of crappy rocks are these? You can't even grind a single bone.

With a single step, he shattered the stone. Then, Mo Beichen left the place while fuming.

"Pfft, I don't believe that there is no stone that can cure you!"

Grabbing the bone spike, Mo Beichen quickly rushed over.

Since the rocks here weren't enough, he might as well go a little further and try again in a different direction.

A few days later …

One of them had an angry look on his face and was dragging a bone in his hand. Seeing the rock beside him, he swung the bone club and smashed it down.

"Bam!"

The boulder cracked and sank into the ground.

Seeing that, Mo Beichen became gloomy, and said dejectedly: "Could it be, I can only use you as a rod?"

He couldn't accept it at all. If such a powerful bone spike wasn't polished into a battle spear, it would truly be a great waste.

Mo Beichen was sure that as long as he could create a bone lance, his fighting strength would definitely increase.

Although in the past few days, he had used the bone spur as a rod and similarly killed many Demonic Beast, it was too wasteful and he could not fully display the strength it should have.

The rocks he had worn out these past few days, even if they didn't amount to a thousand, were at least eight hundred.

The only things that were more decent were those that were only able to grind the edges of the bone spurs. It was just as Mo Beichen had thought, it was still far away from being able to do it.

The more he couldn't find one, the more unwilling he became.

"Sigh, forget it. After being tormented for so long, I am also tired. Just leave it to fate. I can't be bothered to intentionally look for it anymore! "

Feeling extremely tired, Mo Beichen felt that he should first rest for a while. Rather than being so stubborn, he might even let nature take its course. There would even be surprises.

And in the days that followed,

As expected, he did not search for anything that could grind the bone spikes. Instead, he hunted Demonic Beast and trained his martial skills.

Until one day, an unexpected discovery finally allowed Mo Beichen to find hope.

Many times, he would use the bone spur as a walking stick. It wasn't that he needed it, but that he subconsciously treated it as a habit. As a martial artist, there was naturally no need for such things that were only needed by the elderly among ordinary people.

Under normal circumstances, even though he didn't use force intentionally, as long as the bone spikes hit the ground, no matter how hard the ground or stones were, they would be pierced and broken.

But once, when they were crossing a hill, Mo pushed down with the bone spike in his hand, right on top of a black object. If it was a rock, it would have been punctured long ago, but that thing didn't have any damage.

Under his curiosity, Mo Beichen picked it up and examined it carefully.

It was a palm-sized object. Its appearance was ordinary. It was only as thick as a chopstick and its surface was covered with fine scales.

"This thing seems to be a scale?"

Mo Beichen rubbed the gigantic spirit armor, he was extremely shocked. However, if he wanted the gigantic skeleton that could be seen everywhere, then it was not a strange thing for such a huge scale to appear.

"This thing is so rough, it's like a file. I wonder if it can be used to polish bone spikes?"

Mo Beichen's eyes lit up, he immediately did what he was told!

He treated it as a piece of sandpaper, and tried it out with the bone spike. The result made Mo Beichen extremely excited.

The effect of grinding over a thousand stones was not even the size of a palm-sized scale armor.

"That's great! "I've finally found something useful, there's finally hope now!"

Mo Beichen was in ecstasy. Finally, he knew what his plans for a Divine Weapon would be.

As long as he could find more of these scales, he could turn all his bone spikes into powerful weapons that could destroy gold!

They didn't have to look for the same thing. As long as they were similar, they could all be used for the same purpose.

After searching once more, he found that there wasn't a second one.

Even so, it made Mo Beichen extremely happy.

As long as he had a clue, it would be easy to do. The rest was to slowly collect the information.

After realizing that, Mo Beichen was full of energy. He was no longer like before, but rather, he looked depressed and listless.

Time flowed like a shuttle, passing in the blink of an eye.

The dusky sky was filled with haze. It was so dark and gloomy that it was as if there was a thick layer of gauze covering it.

Occasionally, a gust of wind would blow by, and the remaining leaves would moan powerlessly on the already somewhat bare branches, as if expressing their helplessness and unwillingness.

Under a big tree with red leaves, leaning against a slightly thin figure.

Beside his feet laid a bone lance that was about the length of a person. Its entire body was smooth and white as jade, with an extremely sharp tip.

The figure caught it in his hand and casually slashed at a nearby rock. Immediately, a neat cut appeared. With a gentle poke, it pierced through the rock as though it was tofu.

After inserting the bone lance into the ground, he picked up the bone blade that was as long as chopsticks and slashed at another rock. With a "chik chik" sound, the rock immediately became two evenly matched pieces.

Sensing their sharpness, Mo Beichen nodded in satisfaction.

There was no need to mention the bone lance, it was naturally made from bone spikes.

As for this bone knife, it was actually not a bone, but a tooth that he had inadvertently picked up. However, it was called the Bone Blade just to make things smooth.

When he discovered that some of the fierce beasts that even the bone lance could not do were easily injured by the giant fangs in his hands, he was pleasantly surprised. It took him half a year to grind and flatten more than a hundred strange scales, only to grow so sharp now.

The amount of scales used on its body had actually almost caught up to the amount spent on the eighteen bone spikes. This was something Mo Beichen had never expected at the very beginning.

Initially, in order to find a sufficient amount of scales, Mo Beichen had searched through many places and encountered thousands of dangers.

With these two sharp weapons protecting him, the heartstrings that had been tensed up by Mo Beichen could finally be slightly relaxed.

The long process of searching was also the process of him growing up.

Compared to half a year ago, Mo Beichen had changed a lot.

First of all, the immaturity on his face had faded, and he had become more mature and steady. The determination on his face was even more obvious. His entire person looked sharp and fierce. His eyes, in particular, were deep and full of spirit, full of alertness.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes from time to time, like a veteran hunter ready to attack at any time.

The original clothes had long since disappeared. Now, what was worn on his body was a type of fur called the Swordtooth Beast. It was warm and breathable at the same time.

In addition, it also had decent defense, which was enough to withstand the claws and fangs of normal Demonic Beast.

From afar, it looked like a beast walking upright, full of strangeness.

A tendon dried and tied around the waist becomes a belt. With the bone blade hung around his waist, he grabbed the bone lance and raised his head to look at the sky. Mo Beichen then began to walk towards the northwest direction.

In that direction, was the deepest part of the Crying Demon Abyss.