After having the idea of shaving his head, it was out of control.

In order to become stronger, in order to cultivate immortals.

If you can't even make this sacrifice, what kind of immortal cultivation is there to talk about.

Don't look at "Iron Head Gong" as if it is very wasteful, with the collision of wild boars, the skin is thick and the meat is thick, it is definitely not simple.

Maybe others can't see it, but for him, the combination of exercises and talent can burst out with a lot of power, that's a good idea.

Inside the city.

Lin Fan came to a shop specializing in haircuts.

"This guest has a haircut?" The barber saw that a guest came to the door very enthusiastically, and when he saw the clothes on Lin Fan's body, he was shocked in his heart, and his tone immediately changed, "What's the matter with this adult?"

"Shave my head. "Lin Fan sat there, touching his head, there is no 'saying of the parents of hair and receiving' in this world, so he can shave casually, and he can come as he wants.

"What?" The barber looked at Lin Fan stunned, he had never met such a guest after doing it for so many years.

Lin Fan turned around and urged, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up, it's not that you don't pay." ”

"Yes, yes. "The barber takes the tools and makes sure before he does it, whether he really wants to do this, but don't really do it and regret it.

Lin Fan urged, where did so many problems come from, it was very troublesome.

Boom!

The sound of scissors cutting through things could be heard in the room.

It's been a long time.

In front of a mirror.

"I feel a little handsome. Lin Fan lowered his head, touched his head, his heart was cold, his head breathed fresh air, and his thoughts became clear.

"Yes, that's good. ”

The barber stood aside, looking at the masterpiece he had made with his own hands, with a strange expression, and bent over, for fear that the other party would not be satisfied with the table and smash it.

Pay and leave.

As he walked down the street, he felt the eyes of the people around him lock on him.

Maybe he's the prettiest boy on the street right now.

......

Wang Baoliu went to the city pharmacy to buy medicine and came back, and when he saw the back in front of him, he was stunned.

Who is this bald head?

"Have you bought all the medicines?" Lin Fan asked back.

Wang Baoliu saw that face, the medicine bag in his hand fell to the ground, and he was stunned: "Head, why is your hair gone?"

Lin Fan touched his head and said with a smile: "Cultivating the Iron Head Skill is easy to rush blood, the hair is wet, it is difficult to deal with, and it is easy to shave the hair, clean, no need to make a fuss." ”

"How many silver taels will be settled for you, you go and copy a copy of this exercise, and everyone will practice it when they have nothing to do in the future. Lin Fan threw "Iron Head Gong" to Wang Baoliu, and at the same time asked him to copy it and send it back to the Demon Hunting Mansion, just borrowing it, but it didn't really belong to him.

The medicinal materials have been purchased, and the exclusive plaster Zhenggu Water for cultivating "Iron Head Gong" has to be boiled, and only with this plaster can the "Iron Head Gong" be cultivated to the highest level, otherwise let alone cultivating to the highest level, I am afraid that if the cultivation time is longer, it will be able to cause a concussion.

When I came to the kitchen, I put the herbs in the pot, added water, and burned them over a high fire to remove the bran and leave the essence, and after a long time, the herbs in the pot became sticky, as if they were sticking to the bottom of the pot.

Smell it, the taste is fragrant, it has been successful, and you can let go of your hands and feet to cultivate in the future.

Come to the backyard and continue to hit the bark with your head.

This little tree is sad enough, I am thriving, you hit your head, and the little tree you hit is about to break.

An hour passed.

Lin Fan stood on the Hunyuan pile, wiped the bone water on his head, practiced the supporting internal strength, and the bone water on the head was absorbed, the pain gradually disappeared, and the wound slowly healed.

It didn't take long for the bone water smeared on the head to leave only the medicine residue, and with a light wipe, the hard medicine residue fell to the ground, which absorbed all the medicinal power.

The head does not hurt, and after absorbing the medicinal power of the plaster, he continues to hit the small tree.

The original lush little tree, there are not many green leaves left on the branches, a gust of wind blows, the branches are shaking, the little tree is crying, I still have to grow, you are so good.

"Cultivating immortals, I want to cultivate immortals, even if I have a small assistance, I can't stop my idea of self-reliance. ”

He can go to the person who cultivates "Iron Head Gong" and kill him, and there is a chance that "Iron Head Gong" will be exposed, but the key is where it is so easy to find.

Besides, even if you find it, you can't cut them down indiscriminately.

It's better to cultivate on your own.

Next.

Lin Fan sat in the courtyard, with many bricks piled up beside him, picked up a brick and slapped it on his head, his head was safe and sound, and the bricks were torn apart.

He was now accustomed to this kind of cultivation.

Although it hurt a little, he could clearly feel his head hardening.

To put it simply.

is that "Iron Head Gong" has entered the industry, and the head is not what it used to be, but it is not a soft persimmon that can be pinched by others.

At this time, Wang Baoliu came from afar, and saw that his head was hurting himself again, and he couldn't bear it, but after reading the cheats of "Iron Head Gong", he knew that his head was really cultivating.

It's just that this cultivation method really hurts, and it hurts when you look at it.

"Head, my dad wants to invite you to my house. Wang Baoliu stood aside, watching his head smash bricks one after another on his head, and his heart squeaked, it was too fierce, let him come, he would definitely not dare.

Lin Fan picked up a brick and slapped it on his head, and then kept moving, slapping angrily, and said: "Baoliu, there's no need to be like this, you follow me, that's my person, I will definitely take care of you, go back and tell your father, let your father rest assured." ”

"Head, I'm afraid this won't work, my dad said that if I can't invite him, let me not go home. Wang Baoliu was embarrassed, his father also knew that his stupid son couldn't speak, so he directly gave a death order.

Lin Fan didn't have anything to do, and looked at a few piles of bricks.

"Okay, you go back and tell your dad that when the night comes, I'll have to shoot all these bricks. ”

No one can stop him from slapping bricks with his head, he has to cultivate.

This "Iron Head Gong" is really cool to cultivate.

The head is clear.

Strive to cultivate "Iron Head Gong" to the highest level in the next few days.

"Head, then I'll go back and tell my dad now. Wang Baoliu was overjoyed, and the head finally agreed.

"Wait, you have to practice this "Iron Head Gong" when you go back. Lin Fan reminded that none of the people in his hands could fight now, and it was very bitter.

It's really going to be dangerous.

Not only did he have to protect himself, but he also had to protect them.

Suddenly.

Lin Fan pondered, it seems that they should be taught a good lesson, they must be honed, and they can't continue like this.

"Yes, head. Wang Baoliu saw that his head was pondering, and he didn't bother, feeling that his head must have encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation.

That's why he showed such a look.

And what he never knew was ...... The head in your mind is shooting bricks and thinking about how to concoct you.