Nie Lao, Killer Saint, Ling Nanfeng, Martial God, and Sword Saint all remained silent, but the people of the Eight Tribes were very surprised.
"Ning Fan, you are the Lord of Heavenly Palace, this is the most suitable." Mu Qianyu said.
Ning Fan shook his head and said: "I thought about it all night and decided not to sit in this seat. I am used to being lazy. I think more about practicing and spending time with my family. Of course, Heavenly Palace is also my home, and I will do my best.
Protect it with all your strength.”
"I am not suitable to be the Lord of this Heavenly Palace. There is someone more suitable than me."
"Who?" someone asked.
Ning Fan wanted to look at Mu Qianyu and said: "Miss Qianyu is the most suitable. It was she who brought me the inheritance of Tiangong, and it was she who saved me. Otherwise, I would have died in the north more than seventy years ago.
It turned out to be Miss Qianyu's father's, and now she should be in charge."
In response to this opinion, Mr. Nie and the others did not say anything. They respected Ning Fan's choice.
The people of the Eight Tribes were surprised, but it was not unacceptable.
Ning Fan continued: "I will pass on the Tiangong inheritance to the next person selected. By then, maybe we will all be old and belong to the world of a new group of people."
Everyone nodded slightly, agreeing with Ning Fan's statement.
"Ning Fan, what you did was too sudden..."
"No, you should be the master of this heavenly palace."
Mu Qianyu was in a dilemma, but if she thought about it from Ning Fan's perspective, it was understandable that Ning Fan would make such a decision.
"good!"
After Mu Qianyu agreed, everyone had no objections.
In comparison, Mu Qianyu is indeed more qualified than Ning Fan.
After all, no matter how you look at it, Ning Fan is the kind of person who is carefree in the world and cannot stay in one place for a long time.
"Then will today's event continue?"
"Nature continues."
Ning Fan said: "Seniors, dress better, we will open the door to welcome guests!"
Crackling, crackling!!!
There was a burst of firecrackers, and the Tianmen guests of the Tiangong were already waiting and began to enter one after another.
All the forces on Earth have been invited, and the first ones to come are some neutral forces.
Moreover, the ones who came were not at the level of great elders, or important figures such as Holy Lord or Sect Master.
Li Erniu also came with the barbarian elders, followed by the tribe from Shiwandashan.
Not far away, a white cloud flew over, and on it stood creatures with animal heads and human bodies. Ten major monster clans also came.
Facing these people, in addition to a few older people, Ling Nanfeng and several young people went out to greet them.
After welcoming these people in, there was laughter.
"Hahaha, Taoist Master is here."
"I'm here too."
Hua Wuque and Dahei each came with a gift, Ling Nanfeng and others couldn't laugh or cry.
"Tianshi Mansion, Tianshi Zhang!" followed the voice.
Zhang Tianshi and Zhang Yang walked over, followed by a woman in a white dress, holding Zhang Yang's hand.
Zhang Yang looked embarrassed and said: "Girl, there are many people, please let go quickly."
"I don't, the slave family belongs to the husband now."
If Ning Fan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the woman in front of him at a glance.
"Lao Zhang, why did you come here?"
"That's right, hurry up, let's go in together."
Hua Wuque and Dahei looked at the woman next to Zhang Yang and couldn't help but mutter: "Another man who is delayed by a woman."