Inadvertently Invincible

Once I got the idea of shaving my head bald, I couldn’t control it.

In order to become stronger, for cultivation.

If you can’t even make this sacrifice, what culture is there to talk about.

Don’t look at “Iron Head Art”, it seems like a waste, with Boar Crash, rough skin and thick flesh, it is definitely not simple.

Maybe others can’t see it, but to him, he knows how much formidable power the combination of cultivation technique and innate talent can produce.

In the city.

Lin Fan came to a shop specializing in haircuts.

“This guest has a haircut?” The haircut master was very enthusiastic when he saw that a guest came to the door. When he saw the clothes on Lin Fan’s body, he was shocked and changed his tone immediately, “What’s the matter with this adult?”

“Shave my head bald.” Lin Fan sat there, rubbing his head. There is no such thing as a ‘parents’ statement in this world, so you can shave as you like.

“What?” The barber master stared at Lin Fan in a daze. He had never met such a client for so many years.

Lin Fan turned his head and urged, “What are you doing, hurry up, it’s not that you don’t pay.”

“Yes, yes.” Determine if this is really what you want to do, but don’t really do it and go back on it.

Lin Fan urged, how come there are so many problems, it is very troublesome.

Sassy!

The sound of scissors cutting things could be heard from inside the house.

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 cool, his head was breathing fresh air, and his thoughts became clear.

“Well, that’s good.”

The barber master stood aside, looking at the masterpiece he made with his own hands, with a weird expression, he bent over, fearing that the other party would be dissatisfied and flip the table smash.

Pay and leave.

When walking on the street, he felt that the eyes of the people around him were all locked on him.

Maybe he’s the prettiest guy on the street right now.

……

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

Who is this bald head?

“Have you bought all the medicine?” 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 Head, said with a smile: “Cultivation Iron Head Art is easy to bleed, and the hair gets wet and difficult to handle. It’s easy and clean to shave your hair. You don’t need to make a fuss about nothing.”

“How many silver taels will be settled for you, you can transcribe a copy of this cultivation technique. In the future, everyone will cultivate when they have nothing to do.” Lin Fan threw “Iron Head Art” to Wang Baoliu, and asked him to transcribe it. , sent it back to the Demon Hunting Mansion, just borrowed it, but it didn’t really belong to him.

The medicine ingredients have been purchased, and the exclusive plaster of “Iron Head Art” has to be brewed. Only with this plaster can the cultivation of “Iron Head Art” reach the highest realm. The highest realm, I am afraid that the cultivation time is a little longer, and the concussion can be cured.

Come to the kitchen, put the medicinal herb in the pot, add water, burn it on high fire, remove the crumb and leave the essence, after a long time, the medicinal herb in the pot becomes sticky, as if sticking Like the bottom of a pot.

Smell it, it smells fragrant, it has been successful, and you can let go of cultivation in the future.

Go to the backyard and keep hitting the bark with your head.

This little tree is sad enough, I’m growing strong, you hit it with your head, the little tree you hit is about to break.

one hour has passed.

Lin Fan stood on the Hunyuan Pile and rubbed the bone-setting water on the head. The cultivation was matched with internal strength. The bone-setting water applied on the head was absorbed, the pain gradually disappeared, and the wound healed slowly.

It didn’t take long for the bone-setting water to be smeared on the head, and only the dregs remained. After wiping it lightly, the hard dregs fell to the ground, which absorbed all the medical power.

My head doesn’t hurt. After absorbing the medicinal power of the plaster, I continued to hit the small tree.

The original lush little tree, the green leaves on the branches are very few, a gust of wind blows, the branches are shaking, the small tree is crying, I still want to grow, you are so good Too much.

“Cultivation, I want cultivation, even if I have a small assistant, I can’t stop my self-reliance.”

He can go to the cultivation “Iron Head Art” and kill him Kill, there is a chance that “Iron Head Art” will be released, but the key is where it is so easy to find.

Besides, even if they were found, they couldn’t be cut down indiscriminately.

It is better to do your own cultivation.

The next day.

Lin Fan was sitting in the courtyard with a lot of bricks piled up around him. He picked up a brick and moved it towards his head. His head was safe and sound. The bricks all split up and in pieces.

He is used to such cultivation by now.

Although it hurts a bit, he can clearly feel his head hardening.

Simply put.

That is, “Iron Head Art” has already entered the industry, and the head is not what it used to be, but it is not a soft persimmon.

At this time, Wang Baoliu came from afar and saw that the head was self-harming again, he couldn’t bear it, but after reading the cheats of “Iron Head Art”, he knew that the head was really in cultivation.

It’s just that this cultivation method really hurts, and it hurts just looking at it.

“Head, my father wants to invite you to my house as a guest.” Wang Baoliu stood aside, watching his head smash bricks after bricks on his head. If he comes, he must not dare.

Lin Fan picked up a brick and moved towards his head and slapped it towards his head, then kept moving, slapped angrily and said, “Paul Liu, there’s no need for this, you follow me, that’s my person, I will definitely take good care of you, go back and tell your father, so that your father can rest assured.”

“Head, I’m afraid this will not work, my father said that if I can’t invite him, let me not go home.” Wang Bao Liuwei, his father also knew that his stupid son couldn’t speak, so he gave a death order.

Lin Fan has nothing to do, and looked at the piles of bricks.

“That’s fine, go back and tell your father, I’ll have to take pictures of all these bricks when we arrive at night.”

No one can stop him from using his head hard. Shoot bricks, he has to cultivation ah.

This “Iron Head Art” cultivation is really cool.

He has a very clear head.

Try to cultivate “Iron Head Art” to the highest realm in the past few days.

“Head, then I’ll go back and tell my father now.” Wang Baoliu was happy, and the head finally agreed.

“Wait, this “Iron Head Art” you have to cultivate when you go back.” Lin Fan reminded that he can’t fight a single one of the group of people in his hand now, it’s very hard.

It’s really going to be dangerous.

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

Suddenly.

Lin Fan pondered, it seems that they should be given a good lesson, they must be trained and cannot continue like this.

“Yes, head.” Wang Baoliu saw that head was meditating without disturbing him, and felt that head must have encountered the bottleneck of culture.

That’s why she showed such a look.

And what he’ll never know is… your head in your mind is pounding bricks and figuring out how to concoct you.