When the grandparents and grandson walked out of the cave, the Nascent Soul monk outside couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the old man: "Isn't it a monk?" He looked at the young monk and couldn't help but ask, "Who is you who is the one who advanced?"

"My grandfather!" Tang Ning said with a smile.

"Isn't your master?"

The Nascent Soul monk asked, looked at the little monk and said, "Do you really don't think about it?" As he said that, he looked at the old man Jiu again and said, "This fellow Taoist, I intend to accept Ling Sun as my disciple. My Yuhua Immortal Sect is also very famous in the world of immortal cultivation. Why not persuade Ling Sun with such a good opportunity?"

Hearing this, Jiu Laowei was surprised. He glanced at Tang Ning beside him, then looked at the Nascent Soul Cultivator in front of him, paused for a moment, bowed to the other party, and said, "Meng Xianzun, loves me, but if he doesn't want to, I won't force it, and I hope the immortal will forgive me."

Tang Ning looked at it with a smile, but didn't say anything.

Seeing this, the Nascent Soul monk had to sigh: "What a pity." What a good seedling, but he was unwilling to join his disciples.

"Since that's the case, I will say goodbye, too." He said, and after glanced at the bald monk, he then raised his breath and walked into the forest.

"Ning Yatou, this Yuhua Immortal Sect is a famous sect. Although it is not as good as the No. 1 Immortal Sect, it has to be chosen to enter the sect. There are many outstanding disciples from the sect, so why are you not interested?" Jiu Lao asked, and she didn't even accept the olive branch sent by the Great Immortal Sect.

Tang Ning touched his naked head and said with a smile: "I'm used to it, but I can't stand someone's care for me. Besides, those sects are just like that. Even if they are pulled out, they may not be much better than me."

Hearing this, Jiu Lao was stunned and then laughed: "Yes, your strength is already a genius person, and it is not inferior to those disciples of the Immortal Sect at all."

"Grandfather, I have prepared a lot of pills, but I can't make me grow hair in an instant. It seems that I can only take you home with such a bald head." She said helplessly, with a hint of setback in her words.

What pills did she make to make? But the hair-raising medicine was not prepared, and it was a scam to say that she was not hit.

"It's okay, it's okay. I feel the same when I get used to it." Jiu Lao laughed, touched her bare head, and said, "It's good to be like a little monk, and it's still a handsome little monk."

"In the past, there was a wig that could be used when it was replaced with women's clothing, but now it's gone." She sighed softly, unable to imagine what it would be like if she was wearing women's clothing and wearing a bald head.

Jiu Lao comforted: "Hair will grow slowly by itself. If you don't apply some medicine on your head, maybe in a few years, your hair will grow to your waist."

"The problem is that it is the worst when half-length is not long, and it is not as good as a bald man." She murmured and said, "I must prepare the medicine, but I still don't believe in this evil."

Jiu Lao smiled after hearing this, and didn't know how long it would take for her hair to prepare the pills? However, he probably wouldn't be able to match it in a short period of time, otherwise she wouldn't be so depressed.
Chapter completed!