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Immortal?

Ming Fan was stunned when he heard the Taoist's name.

I have seen many living people, but this is the first time I have seen a dead immortal.

But this title... Miracle Doctor, Taoist Immortal. Ming Fan looked at the Taoist secretly. To be honest, this man was not ugly. He was square and dignified, with his hair tied into a Taoist bun behind his back.

Even looking at it, I feel that it has a somewhat elegant flavor.

But as soon as this man opened his mouth, the words he said destroyed all the elegance on his face.

After hearing the Taoist introduce himself, Ming Fan felt that it was only right and reasonable for her to lick him.

"The senior is so domineering, and the little cow is so cool while dancing."

"Ah."

Ming Fan didn't speak with all his heart, and the Taoist listened even less attentively.

Le Shan looked at the Taoist and blinked.

He entered the Dao through Taoism and was proficient in the Dao of Medicine. This is what is often called the dual cultivation of the Dao of Medicine. In the Dao of Medicine, he actually belongs to the same group as his junior sister.

"I will not give instructions to unknown people." The Taoist looked at Ming Fan and the others calmly.

"Junior Lin Wanshu."

"Junior Xiao Yunyang."

"The younger generation loves kindness."

"Junior Ronghua."

"Ming Fan."

The Taoist priest heard them announce his own name as if they were naming a dish and nodded with satisfaction.

"You can each claim one."

The Taoist waved his sleeves, and the four figures who had been chattering behind him came out, and it was obvious that they were talking to the other four shadows.

Ming Fan turned his head and gossiped with Lin Wanshu and the others beside him: "He wouldn't want to gang up on us, would he?"

Rong Hua saw this and interrupted, "It's not impossible. Several shadows suddenly appeared."

The four extra figures looked exactly like the Taoist, but the strange thing was that although they looked similar, their temperaments were different.

"you."

The Taoist in the middle, holding a huge sword, pointed directly at Xiao Yunyang.

This man looked cold and hard, not as elegant as the real person. His mouth was tightly pursed, which matched Xiao Yunyang's personality.

Xiao Yunyang, Lin Wan, Shu Mingfan and others exchanged glances, stretched out their hands to call out Yingyue, and walked in front of the Taoist.

The Taoist moved his hand holding the sword, nodded slightly at Xiao Yunyang, and uttered two words coldly: "Fen Tian."

Xiao Yunyang was stunned, and then thought that this was probably his name, so he clasped his fists and returned the greeting: "Xiao Yunyang."

"Big Brother, are these figures illusions?"

Ming Fan quietly walked to Lin Wanshu's side and asked, the feeling these people gave her was no less oppressive than that of the Taoist himself.

This only means that even if it is not the real one, it is still powerful to an outrageous degree.

"I can't tell." Lin Wanshu shook her head gently, "But it doesn't look like it."

Ming Fan was amazed when he heard this. How could a person be able to create an illusion of a clone so realistically that it could even be separated from the original body...

Someone suddenly patted her shoulder. Mingfan turned around and Le Shan smiled at her.

"Don't worry, Junior Sister. Given the current situation, we have no choice but to believe it."

After Le Shan finished speaking, he quietly raised the tortoise shell in his hand and said, "Don't worry, Daji."

Ming Fan raised his eyebrows. Why was she so unconvinced?

"Who said I was worried?" Ming Fan rolled her eyes at him. Her current mentality was extremely good.

Her mentality: I won’t die, so at worst I’ll die, and that’s even better.

I have to say, after this adjustment, I feel a lot more relaxed.

In a flash, a person came in. It was another incarnation of the Taoist. The incarnation hooked his lower lip at Le Shan, looking cold and distant, and then gave his name.

"Faqing."

The one who chose Lin Wanshu was the clone who talked the most and seemed the easiest to get along with, named Wuji.

Ming Fan and Rong Hua stood together, and a clone with a gentle smile on his face walked in front of them.

He lingered in front of Ming Fan for a moment, suddenly raised his eyebrows and pointed in Ming Fan's direction, but finally his finger turned and stopped on Rong Hua.

"My name is Suiji."

At this point, Ming Fan was the only one standing there alone. Ming Fan chuckled. It was the first time he was left alone, and he somehow felt a little bit unbelievable.

In fact, Ming Fan didn't know that Sui Ji originally wanted to choose her, but was warned by the Taoist priest, and finally changed his mind and chose Rong Hua.

It doesn't matter which one he points to, he doesn't care.

Besides, Rong Hua learned gun skills, which was somewhat similar to him.

"Now that you have made your choice, choose a place to practice."

The Taoist waved his hands, and the four clones nodded, whispered a few words to each other, and then left with Lin Wanshu and the others.

For a moment, the cave was deserted with only two people left.

Ming Fan and the Taoist sitting on the chair stared at each other.

"Ming Fan?" the Taoist said.

Ming Fan listened and yawned: "I'm here, senior."

"It's a pretty common name."

"Yes, yes. I have no parents since I was a child. I am not as popular as my predecessors. They are loved by everyone and birds are stunned when they see them. They are popular among thousands of girls and have saved countless boys."

When the Taoist heard this, his eyes curved with laughter. It had been a long time since he had seen such an interesting person.

"Since they have all left, let's continue to stay here."

Ming Fan had no objection, but when he thought of Lin Wanshu and the others, he couldn't help but speak.

"Among my senior brothers, some learn swords, some use guns, and some draw talismans..." Ming Fan counted on his fingers, "The composition is a bit complicated, but they are all good people."

The Taoist saw through Mingfan's little thoughts at a glance and looked at her with amusement.

"Are you afraid that I can't guide them?"

Ming Fan looked up and said nothing, which was considered as her agreement. She knew that this Taoist could make medicine and perform Taoist magic, but the composition of their Wuwang Peak was really complicated.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, the Taoist laughed even more: "Who said that I only practice Taoism?"

It’s not okay to practice two things, Ming Fan complained in his heart.

"Instead of caring about others, you should care more about yourself."

He is a Taoist doctor, but he is not as good as his name suggests. He merely practices medicine and Taoism, sword, talismans, control, weapons, formations, beasts... He is not bragging, he is an almighty cultivator, it would be hard to find another one like him anywhere in the world.

But he was too lazy to explain all this to a little yellow-haired girl.

The Taoist walked past Ming Fan and saw Ming Fan looking at him, urging him without turning his head.

"Bring your two spiritual weapons and come with me."

Two spiritual weapons, naturally including Qianren.

The Taoist naturally classified Qianren into the same category as Mingfan.

Qianren hung his head, and the words "I am not what I don't have" were choked in his throat by Mingfan's look.

As the Taoist walked forward, a magical scene happened.

The formations and stone gates that they had previously broken through began to change, and soon their figures were covered by the newly appeared stone gates.

"What a powerful formation."

Ming Fan was secretly amazed.

"Want to learn?" The Taoist priest had stood in front of her at some point and looked back at her, taking in the amazement on her face just now.

"I do." Ming Fan nodded honestly.

Learning this powerful formation technique is a real win.

"Then it depends on your ability."

The Taoist curled his lips, and the stone door in front of him opened again: "Go in."

A strange thought suddenly arose in Ming Fan's mind.

Why does she feel like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth?

The stone door behind him rumbled shut...