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Chapter 0025 I want to practice, I want to become immortal

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.

Within 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 do you want, 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 just shave it off and do whatever he wanted.

"What?" The barber looked at Lin Fan blankly. After so many 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 whether this was really what he wanted to do. 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.

A long time passed.

In front of a mirror.

"I feel a little handsome." Lin Fan lowered his head and touched his head. His heart felt cold. He breathed in the fresh air and his thoughts became clearer.

"Well, not bad."

The barber stood aside, looking at the masterpiece he had made with his own hands, with a strange expression on his face, and bowed down, 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 Iron Tou Gong, and your hair will get wet, which is difficult to deal with. It's easy to shave your hair, it's clean, and you don't need to make a fuss."

"I will give you a certain amount of silver. 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 Gong" to Wang Baoliu and asked him to copy it.

, sent it back to the Demon Hunting Mansion, just borrowed it, but it doesn’t really belong to him.

The medicinal materials have been purchased, and we need to brew the bone-setting water, a 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 went 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 me with your head, the little tree will break.

An hour passed.

Lin Fan stood on the Hunyuan Pillar, smeared the bone-setting water on his head, and practiced the supporting internal skills. The bone-setting water smeared on his head was absorbed, the pain gradually disappeared, and the wound slowly healed.

Not long after, all that was left of the bone-setting water applied on the head was the dregs of the medicine. With a gentle swipe, the hard dregs of the medicine fell to the ground, indicating that all the power of the medicine was absorbed.

My head didn't hurt anymore. 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 Kung" will be revealed, but the key is where to find it.

Besides, even if you find them, you can't just cut them 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 hit 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 others can manipulate.

At this time, Wang Baoliu came from afar and saw that Tou was hurting 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 and watched as Tou hit his head with bricks one after another. 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 people. I will definitely take good care of you. Go back."

Tell your dad and let your dad rest assured."

"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 him. None of the people in his hand could beat him now. It was very difficult.

We are really in danger.

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

Suddenly.

Lin Fan thought about it, and it seemed that he should teach them a good lesson and train them, and they could not 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.


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