Inadvertently Invincible

Once you have the idea of shaving your head, you can't clean it up.

To be strong, to fix fairies.

If you can't even make that sacrifice, talk about fixing fairies.

Don't look at "Iron Head Gong" as if it's a piece of crap. It's definitely not easy with wild boar collisions and thick skins.

Perhaps no one can see how powerful the combination of kung fu and talent can be for him.

In the city.

Lin Fan came to a barber shop.

“The guest's haircut?” The barber saw that the guests were very enthusiastic. When he saw Lin Fan's clothes, his heart was shocked and his tone changed immediately. “What's the matter with this adult? ”

“Shave me a bald head.” Lin Fan sat there and touched his head. The world did not have 'parents' to say, so he shaved as much as he wanted.

“What?” The barber looked at Lin Fan in awe. After all these years, he had never met such a guest.

Lin Fan hurried back. “What are you standing there for? Hurry up and do it. It's not that you don't pay for it. ”

“Yes, yes.” The hairdresser takes the tools and determines them before he does it. Don't really do it and regret it.

Lin Fan hastened, where so many questions came from, very troublesome.

Whoa, whoa!

The sound of scissors cutting things inside the house.

A long time has passed.

In front of a mirror.

“Feels a little handsome.” Lin Fan lowered his head, touched his head, his heart was cool, his head breathed fresh air, and his thoughts were clear.

“Well, that's good. ”

The barber stood aside and looked at the masterpiece he had made with his own hands. His expression was weird, he bowed down, and he feared that the other party would not be happy to lift the table and smash it.

Pay to leave.

As he walked down the street, he felt the eyes of those around him all locked on him.

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

……

Wang Bao Liu went to the city pharmacy to buy medicine. When he saw the back of the shadow in front, he was stunned.

Who's this bald guy?

“Have you bought all the pills?” Lin Fan asked back.

Wang Bao Liu saw that face and the medicine bag in his hand fell to the ground. “Hair, why is your hair gone? ”

Lin Fan touched his head and laughed: “It's easy to practice iron hair. The hair gets wet and crisp. It's hard to handle. It's easy to shave your hair. It's clean. Don't make a fuss. ”

“How much silver and silver will settle for you, go copy this method, and practice it when everyone is okay in the future.” Lin Fan threw "Iron Head Gong" to Wang Bao Liu, and at the same time sent him back to the demon hunting house after he had copied it. He just borrowed it, but it wasn't really his thing.

The medicines have been purchased, and we need to make a special ointment to cultivate Iron Head Gong. Only with this ointment can we cultivate Iron Head Gong to the highest realm. Otherwise, let alone cultivate it to the highest realm. I'm afraid it will take longer to cultivate, and it will give you a concussion.

Come to the kitchen to put the herbs in the pan, add water, burn the fire, remove the bad bran and leave the essence, after a long time, the herbs in the pan become sticky, like they stick to the bottom of the pan.

Smell it, smell the fragrance, it has succeeded, you can let go of your hands and feet to practice later.

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

This little tree is sad, and I'm thriving, and you hit it with your head, and the little tree is about to break.

A time has passed.

Lin Fan stood in a pile, applied orthopedic water to the head, practiced supporting internal work, applied orthopedic water on the head was absorbed, pain gradually disappeared, wounds slowly healed.

Shortly thereafter, the orthopedic water applied to the head left only the residue, gently applied, and the hard residue fell to the ground, which absorbed all the power of the medicine.

My head didn't hurt and after absorbing the strength of the ointment, I continued to hit the tree.

The original lush tree, there are few green leaves left on the branch trunk, a gust of wind is blowing, the branch trunk is shaking, the little tree is crying, I still have to grow, you are so damn good.

“Fixing a fairy, I'm going to fix a fairy, and even having a little assistant won't stop me from thinking about self-reliance. ”

He can go to the Iron Head practitioner and kill them. There is a chance that Iron Head will erupt, but the key is where it is so easy to find.

Besides, if you find them, you can't cut them off indiscriminately.

It's better to practice on your own.

The next day.

Lin Fan sat in the courtyard and piled a lot of bricks around him. He picked up a brick and shot it towards his head. His head was fine and the bricks were split apart.

He's used to practicing like this now.

It hurts a little, but he can clearly feel his head hardening.

Simply put.

The Iron Head is already in business. The head is not the same as before. It's not the soft persimmon that people pinch.

At this time, Wang Bao Liu came from a distance and saw that his head was self-inflicted. He couldn't bear to see it. After reading the secret book of "Iron Head Gong", he knew that his head was really practicing.

It's just that this practice really hurts and it hurts when you look at it.

“Boss, my father would like to invite you to my house.” Wang Bao Liu stood beside him and watched his head smash one brick after another on his head. His heart creaked. He was too strong to let him do it. He certainly wouldn't dare.

Lin Fan picked up a brick and shot it towards his head, and then he kept moving. As he slapped angrily, he said: “Paul Six, you don't have to do this. You follow me. That's my man. He will definitely take care of you, go back and tell your father to rest assured. ”

“Boss, I'm afraid not. My dad says if I can't get him back, I won't go home.” Did Wang Pao Liu know that his stupid son could not speak and gave a direct death order?

Lin Fan had nothing to do with it. He looked at it and saw that there were still a few piles of bricks.

“Well, you go back and tell your father that when the evening arrives, I have to shoot all these bricks. ”

Whoever it is can't stop him from hitting the brick hard with his head. He has to practice.

This Iron Head cultivation is amazing.

Clear head.

The Iron Head will be cultivated to the highest level in a few days.

“Boss, I'll go back and tell my dad now.” Wang Bao Liu was happy and the head finally agreed.

“Wait, this Iron Head. You have to practice it when you get back.” Lin Fan cautioned that none of the people in his hand could fight right now. It was painful.

Really in danger.

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

Pause.

Lin Fan wondered, it seems that they should be taught a good lesson. They must be honed, and this cannot continue.

“Yes, head.” Wang Bao Liu saw his head thinking, without disturbing him, he must have encountered the bottleneck of cultivation.

That's why this is happening.

And what he'll never know... is that your head, while shooting bricks, is wondering how to make you.