Duobao looked at Xuandu, looking at those calm but unquestionable eyes.
Indescribable emotions surged in my heart.
Temporary management of the Interception Sect?
Vice Sect Master Leave such an important matter to yourself?
Duobao took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement surging in his heart.
"Vice Sect Master, this disciple's cultivation level is low and his qualifications are still shallow. He may not be able to take on this important responsibility."
Xuandu looked at him and shook his head slightly.
"Low cultivation level?"
"You are Golden Immortal of the Origin Peak."
"You're still junior?"
"In the Interception Sect, it's about qualifications, cultivation, and prestige."
"Who else besides you?"
Duobao Silence.
He looked at Xuandu, into those calm but trusting eyes.
There was a warmth in my heart.
Vice Sect Master never despised him.
From when East Sea Coast preached until today.
From Daluo Golden Immortal, to Golden Immortal of the Origin Peak.
From the Interception Sect Ordinary Disciple, to the Interception Sect senior brother.
Vice Sect Master is always watching him, guiding him, and cultivating him.
Now, Vice Sect Master wants Chen Capital back.
We must protect the return of Five Emperors, and we must protect the three Human Dao Sage Fruit Position.
Then Interception Sect was temporarily handed over to him.
This kind of trust is as heavy as Mount Tai.
Duobao bowed slowly and bowed to the end.
"This disciple will definitely live up to Vice Sect Master's expectations."
"Disciples will guard Interception Sect, guard Golden Ao Island, and guard Myriad Immortals."
"On the day when Master returns, this disciple must return Interception Sect intact."
The sound falls like the clanging of gold and stone.
Xuandu looked at Duobao and nodded slightly.
He didn't say anything more.
He just raised his hand and gently patted Duobao on the shoulder.
The strength is neither light nor heavy, but it carries the feeling of master and disciple of tens of thousands of yuan.
"I believe you."
The three words fell, like the spring breeze blowing on the face.
Duobao's eyes were slightly red and he nodded heavily.
Xuandu took back his hand and looked at the other eight people.
"You assist Duobao and guard Interception Sect."
The eight people bowed in unison. "Disciple, I obey!"
Xuandu nodded.
He turned around and took a step forward.
The void ripples silently.
That Green Clad Figure, disappeared instantly into the Biyou Palace.
In the palace, silence returned.
Purple clouds are still lingering, and Green Jade is still paving the ground.
But the atmosphere was more solemn than before.
Because from now on, Interception Sect is temporarily in charge of Duobao.
Duobao stood under the cloud bed, raising his eyes to look at the disappearing figure.
Looking at the gradually healing void.
Take a deep breath and suppress the surging emotions in your heart.
He turned around and faced the eight people.
"Junior brothers and sisters."
"Vice Sect Master temporarily hands Interception Sect into my hands. I will do my best to protect Interception Sect."
"But Interception Sect's matter cannot be taken on by me alone."
"I hope you all can help me a lot."
After the voice fell, eight people bowed together.
Kong Xuan spoke in a calm voice:
"Eldest brother, don't worry."
"Vice Sect Master has an order, and we must obey it."
"Interception Sect's matter is our matter."
San Xiao nodded, Wu Dang, Gui Ling, Jin Ling nodded.
Golden-Winged Great Peng stood beside Kong Xuan, his sharp eyes full of determination.
"Elder brother, if any young person dares to attack Golden Ao Island while Vice Sect Master is away."
"I, Golden-Winged Great Peng, will be the first to fight!"
The sound falls like the clanging of gold and stone.
Duobao looked at the eight people, looking at the firm, trusting, and unreserved faces.
There was a warmth in my heart.
This is Interception Sect.
This is Myriad Immortals.
This is the home run by Vice Sect Master and Sect Master, the billionaire club.
"Okay."
As soon as the word fell, I felt relieved.
Duobao turned around and stood in front of the cloud bed with his hands behind his back.
He raised his eyes and looked outside the palace gate, looking at the golden light of luck Above Golden Ao Island.
The light is like the sea, vast and boundless.
Chaos Bell is suspended in the hub, and the brilliance of the bell body flows.
Everything is business as usual.
But Duobao knew that from this moment on, he had an extra responsibility on his shoulders.
A responsibility entrusted by Vice Sect Master.
A responsibility to protect Interception Sect.
A responsibility that lives up to expectations.
"Everyone."
Duobao spoke, his voice calm.
"Everyone does his own thing, and everyone cultivates his own way."
"If anything happens, report it at any time."
All eight people bowed in unison. "Yes!"
Eight figures turned around and stepped out in one step.
It turned into eight streams of light and disappeared in the Biyou Palace.
Duobao stood independently in front of the cloud bed, looking at the empty palace gate.
His eyes were as deep as an abyss.
"Vice Sect Master."
He spoke in a low voice, his voice floating in the wind:
"My disciple will definitely live up to your expectations."
The sound fell and returned to nothingness.
In the Biyou Palace, purple clouds are still lingering.
That golden figure stood independently in front of the cloud bed.
It hasn't moved for a long time.
Purple Heaven Palace
The palace gate is majestic, with Chaos Qi like threads slowly seeping out from the cracks in the door.
The aura is ancient and vast, carrying the pressure of hundreds of millions of dollars.
Tongtian stood in front of the palace gate with his hands behind his hands, his green clothes hanging down, Sword Intent restrained.
He raised his eyes and looked at the closed palace door.
Above the door, Innate Dao Patterns circulates endlessly, and Three Thousand Great Daos looms inside.
Purple Heaven Palace.
He has been here countless times.
Purple Heaven Palace comes at the time of preaching, Treasure Distribution Cliff comes at the time of dividing treasures, Witch-Demon War comes at the time.
But never once has it been so solemn.
Because this time, it is signed Investiture of the Gods List.
It's a trap set by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun Billion Dollar Society.
It is the fate of the Interception Sect.
Tongtian's face is calm and his eyes are like water.
He raised his hand.
Push the door.
"Squeak..."
The palace door slowly opened.
Behind the door, Chaos Energy Flow surged like a tide.
The Grey Clad Figure stood on the Chaos Depths with his hands behind his back, his back to the palace gate, and the Grey Dao Robe was hanging down.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
Beside him, five figures sat cross-legged.
Laozi is the first, Purple Purity Dao Light is surging, the face is withered, and the eyes are slightly closed.
Yuanshi Secondly, Jade Purity Immortal Light is uncertain, and there is no expression on that majestic face.
Jieyin and Zhunti stand side by side, with golden light and waves of Sanskrit sounds.
Nuwa is at the end of the list, with Chaos Radiance circulating around him endlessly. That beautiful face is full of complexity at this moment.
Five Saints has arrived.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun last notified Tongtian.
Tongtian's eyes narrowed slightly.
Finally?
A smile slowly appeared on his lips.
The smile was very light, but there was a hint of sarcasm.
"It seems that in Dao Ancestor's heart, it is clear at a glance who is close and who is distant."
He spoke in a low voice. His voice was not high, but it was clearly transmitted into the palace.
Laozi opened his eyes and looked at him.
The depths of those once Pure and Non-Action eyes were full of complexity.
Yuanshi also opened his eyes, his eyes cold.
Jieyin has a low Xuanfo number, Zhunti has an expressionless face.
Nuwa looked at him, with hatred in his eyes.
But no one spoke.
No one dared to speak.
Because behind Tongtian, stood Interception Sect.
Standing Xuandu.
There are more than a dozen Sage-level combatants standing there.
Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun should be given some thin noodles.
Tongtian stepped into the palace.
Walk calmly, neither hurried nor slow.
Chaos Qi automatically separated around him, as if he didn't dare to block this Green Clad Figure.
He walked to the opposite side of Five Saints and sat cross-legged.
Sword Intent flows around the body like water, complementing the surging Chaos Qi.
He raised his eyes and looked at the Grey Clad Figure.
"Dao Ancestor, the disciple is here."
Five words fell, Hongjun turned around.
There was no sadness, no joy, no anger and no power on that ancient face.
There is only peace.
A kind of peace that billions of dollars will accumulate.
He looked at Tongtian, at that clear but firm face.
A moment of silence.
Then, he slowly spoke:
"Tongtian, do you know why I called you here?"
Tongtian nodded.
"Know."
"Investiture of the Gods List."
The three words fell like thunder.
Laozi's eyes narrowed slightly.
Yuanshi's complexion changed slightly.
Jieyin Low Xuanfo number, Zhunti Put your hands together.
Nuwa Clenched his hands slowly.
Investiture of the Gods List.
Three Sects Signing.
Heavenly Dao's Predetermined Number.
It's finally coming.