My Master is Lin Zhengying

They also knew what Nan Chen's arm looked like, so when they met, no one mentioned it.

They all deliberately avoided and kept silent.

But Nan Chen still found out that these people who came to visit him.

Although he didn't say anything, he looked at his right hand intentionally or unintentionally.

Nan Chen is also very helpless, his right hand may be like this in the future.

After the man left, he shaved the fox fur on the back of his hand.

I checked my whole body again, but fortunately there was no hair on my body.

It used to show up a little bit on the face, but now it's all gone.

But there are no fingers, but they are somewhat different from human hands, still like claws.

Nan Chen smiled wryly, feeling sad.

But at this time, Senior Sword Spirit's strong voice sounded in his ears:

"Boy, don't be so upset.

The old man's way of heaven and earth is the law of justice and righteousness.

After you succeed in cultivation, you can suppress the demon source in your body.

Let your hand gradually return to its original shape..."

Nan Chen's heart trembled:

"Re-really, senior?"

"Why did the old man lie to you?"

Hearing this, Nan Chen was so happy that he almost jumped up.

And the voice of the ten fierce foxes also sounded:

"Nan Chen, don't listen to him!"

"What is the Dao of Qiankun, only my demon power is the strongest power!"

"That's right, it's too hard to practice, and you can quickly increase your strength by absorbing my monster power!"

"What's wrong with being demonized? Only by becoming a monster can you rule the demon world and fight for hegemony in the world?"

"Give up his skills and use my demon power..."

"..."

The ten vicious foxes kept bewitching Nan Chen.

But Nan Chen doesn't want to use the power of the fierce fox even if he is killed now.

He directly scolded two ten fierce foxes, and continued to practice the Dao of Qiankun.

In addition to being violent, this exercise is indeed full of yang energy, very masculine.

As Nan Chen continued to deepen his practice of kung fu.

The Dao foundation in Nan Chen's body became more and more stable.

Strength, gradually improved.

However, what pleased him most was the fox fur on his arms, which began to fall off little by little.

The falling speed is not fast, but it is falling, which makes Nan Chen very happy.

He also firmly believed in what Senior Lie said, as long as he persisted in practicing his Dao of the Universe, sooner or later his hands would be able to return to their original appearance.

And the ten fierce foxes bewitched Nan Chen every day.

Tell Nan Chen to give up cultivation and use their demonic power, and also say that their demonic power has various benefits and so on.

Nan Chen took it all as nonsense.

Of course, practicing the Dao of Qiankun does not reduce the source of demons in Nan Chen's body.

Just suppress it so that it cannot spread casually.

If the suppression disappears, Nanchen Yao's transformed right hand will still return to its original shape.

But that doesn't matter, as long as it looks like a person on the outside.

At least it's not dragging one paw, half human, half demon, it's disgusting to look at.

After Nan Chen got acquainted with her, she spent more than ten days recuperating.

Everyone in Baishamen is constantly improving their own strength.

First of all, Uncle Jiu, without the influence of corpse poison.

Uncle Nine had once again reached the heavenly level, and with the improvement of his mental state over the years, he himself had come out of the knot of his junior sister's death early.

Therefore, without the influence of corpse poison.

Uncle Nine's cultivation base soared straight up.