Once I had the idea of shaving my head bald, I got out of hand.
In order to become stronger, in order to cultivate immortality.
If you can't even make this sacrifice, how can you talk about cultivating immortality
Don't look at "Tietou Gong" as if it's a piece of trash. It's definitely not easy to collide with a wild boar and have thick skin and thick flesh.
Maybe others can't see it, but to him, he knows very well how much power the combination of skills and talents can unleash.
Inside the city.
Lin Fan came to a shop specializing in haircuts.
"Is this customer getting a haircut?" The barber was very enthusiastic when he saw a customer coming to the door. When he saw Lin Fan's clothes, he was shocked and immediately changed his tone, "What's the matter, sir?"
"Shave my head bald." Lin Fan sat there, stroking his head. There was no such thing as a 'receptive parent' in this world, so he could shave his head any way he wanted.
"What?" The barber looked at Lin Fan blankly. In all his years of work, he had never encountered such a customer.
Lin Fan turned around and urged, "What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and do it. It's not like you won't pay."
"Yes, yes." The barber took the tools and made sure again and again before taking action that he really wanted to do this. Don't go back on your word after doing it.
Lin Fan urged, where did so many problems come from, it was very troublesome.
sough!
The sound of scissors cutting things could be heard in the house.
After a long time.
In front of a mirror.
"I feel a little handsome." Lin Fan lowered his head and touched his head. His heart felt cold. His head breathed in the fresh air and his thoughts became clearer.
"nice."
The barber stood aside, looking at the masterpiece he had made with his own hands, with a strange expression on his face, and he bent over, fearing that the other party would not be satisfied and would smash the table.
Pay and leave.
As he walked on the street, he felt that all the eyes of the people around him were focused on him.
Maybe he is the most handsome boy on the street now.
…
Wang Baoliu went to the city drugstore to buy medicine and came back. When he saw the figure in front of him, he was stunned.
Who is this bald man
"Have you bought all the medicine?" Lin Fan turned around and asked.
When Wang Baoliu saw that face, the medicine bag in his hand fell to the ground, and he was stunned and said: "Tou, why is your hair gone?"
Lin Fan touched his head and said with a smile: "It's easy to get bloodied while practicing Tietou Gong, and your hair will get wet, which is difficult to deal with. But shaving your hair is simple, clean, and no need to make a fuss."
"I will give you a certain amount of silver. You go and make a copy of this skill. From now on, everyone can practice it when they have nothing to do." Lin Fan threw "Tietou Kung Fu" to Wang Baoliu and asked him to copy it. , returned to the Demon Hunting Mansion, just borrowed it, but it does not really belong to him.
The medicinal materials have been purchased, and we need to make the special plaster for practicing "Tietou Gong". Only with this plaster can we practice "Tietou Gong" to the highest level. Otherwise, let alone the highest level, the practice may take a long time. A little bit can cause a concussion**.
I came to the kitchen and put the herbs in the pot, added water, and burned them over high heat to remove the dregs and leave the essence. After a long time, the herbs in the pot became sticky, as if they were stuck to the bottom of the pot.
Smell it, it smells fragrant, you have succeeded, and you can practice freely in the future.
Go to the backyard and continue banging your head against the bark of the tree.
This little tree is so sad. I am growing vigorously. If you hit it with your head, the little tree will break.
An hour passed.
Lin Fan stood on the Hunyuan Pillar, applied bone-setting water on his head, and practiced the supporting internal skills. The bone-setting water applied on his head was absorbed, the pain gradually disappeared, and the wound slowly healed.
Not long after, only the dregs of the bone-setting water that was applied to the head were left. With a gentle wipe, the hard dregs fell to the ground, which absorbed all the power of the medicine.
My head didn't hurt. After absorbing the power of the ointment, I continued to hit the small tree.
There are not many green leaves left on the branches of the originally lush tree. A gust of wind blows and the branches tremble. The little tree is crying. I still want to grow. You are too much.
"Cultivation as an immortal, I want to become an immortal, even if I have some help, it won't stop me from being self-reliant."
He can find people who practice "Tietou Gong" and kill them, and there is a chance that "Tietou Gong" will be revealed, but the key is where to find it.
Besides, even if they were found, they couldn't be cut down indiscriminately.
It is better to practice on your own.
The next day.
Lin Fan was sitting in the courtyard with many bricks piled around him. He picked up a brick and slapped it on his head. His head was intact, but the bricks fell apart.
He is now used to this kind of practice.
Although it hurt a little, he could clearly feel that his head was getting hard.
To put it simply.
It's just that "Tietou Gong" has entered the industry, and his head is not what it used to be, and he is no longer a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others.
At this time, Wang Baoliu came from afar and saw that Tou was mutilating himself again, and he couldn't bear it. However, after reading the secret book of "Tietou Gong", he knew that Tou was really practicing.
It’s just that this cultivation method is really painful, and it hurts just looking at it.
"Tou, my father wants to invite you to my house as a guest." Wang Baoliu stood aside, watching Tou hit bricks on his head one after another, and his heart squeaked. It was too violent. He would definitely not dare to let him come. .
Lin Fan picked up a brick and slapped it on his head. Then he kept moving and slapped angrily while saying: "Baoliu, there's no need for this. If you follow me, you are my person. I will definitely take good care of you. Go back." Tell your dad to reassure him."
"Boss, I'm afraid this won't work. My father said that if I can't invite him, he will tell me not to go home." Wang Baoliu didn't know what to do. His father also knew that his stupid son couldn't speak, so he directly gave the death order.
Lin Fan had nothing to do, so he looked at the piles of bricks.
"Okay, you go back and tell your father that I have to take pictures of all these bricks when we arrive tonight."
No one can stop him from hitting bricks with his head, he has to practice.
This "Tietou Gong" is really fun to practice.
My head is very clear.
Try to practice "Tietou Gong" to the highest level in these few days.
"Tou, then I will go back and tell my father now." Wang Baoliu was overjoyed, and Tou finally agreed.
"Wait a minute, you have to practice this "Tietou Gong" when you go back." Lin Fan reminded, he didn't have a group of people who could beat him now, it was very difficult.
Really in danger.
Not only did he have to protect himself, he had to protect them.
Suddenly.
Lin Fan thought about it, and it seemed that he should teach them a good lesson. He must train them and cannot continue like this.
"Yes, Tou." Wang Baoliu saw that Tou was meditating and did not disturb him. He felt that Tou must have encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation.
That's why he showed such an expression.
And what he never knows is... the boss in your mind is making bricks while thinking about how to manipulate you.