Qiu Shaobai smiled embarrassedly and did not dare to answer.

Ye Ning said: "Fellow Daoist Qi, don't make fun of Ye's disciples. How can they be qualified to live on this island as their identities?"

Indeed, although Xingan Island is large, there are very few monks living in it. Only members above the elite disciples on the island can be given a cave. Therefore, every elite disciple of Xingan Island goes out and is sought after by thousands of people. Even if you pursue a slave, it is the immortal fate that countless casual cultivators have always dreamed of.

Qi Yuhan said, "Brother Ye, I'm not a joke. As the identity of Nephew Qiu, you can live here as long as you want."

Ye Ning was about to speak, but a long laugh came into his ears: "Fellow Daoist Ye, the words of the little disciple are truly true. The gate of Xing'an Island will always be opened to your sect."

Qi Yuhan said respectfully: "Master."

Ye Ning followed his sight and saw a middle-aged man wearing a seven-star robe and Gao Guanbo's belt slowly coming. His degree seemed unhappy, but he crossed several miles every step and appeared in front of Ye Ning in a moment. Ye Ning knew that this person must be the third-grade Void Immortal of the Lord of Xing'an Island!

The visitor gave a gift from the void and said, "Suwu, Xing'an Island, welcomes all fellow Taoists!"

Suwu, the third-grade virtual immortal!

Ye Ning didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Ye Ning, the Disillusioned Sect, has seen fellow Taoists." Then, he introduced the Yuluo Immortal Lord, Wu Yaokong and others behind him to Su Wu one by one.

Su Wu had already received the message from Qi Yuhan and knew Ye Ning and his party well. At this moment, he felt relieved when he saw that he had two fairy fairies walking with him. Originally, he did not pay much attention to Ye Ning's arrival. When Qi Yuhan passed on him one explosive news, he immediately made the decision to greet him!

He laughed "haha", raised his right hand, and a bright blue light rose into the air, blooming a surprising flower. Then, a bell rings, rising freely. The sound was distant, ancient, mysterious, with some indescribable charm of the way of heaven.

One, two, three...

It was only after fifty-eight sounds that we returned to tranquility.

Each sound passed through Ye Ning's body and sootheed his soul. He was much lighter and more agile, as if the dirt in his body was washed away by the bell.

Su Wu smiled but said nothing.

Qi Yuhan was stunned, widened his eyes and stuttered, "This... this is impossible, why are the bells ringing fifty-eight times?"

Ye Ning guessed that this was a welcome ceremony from Xing'an Island. He felt that his soul was unprecedentedly relaxed. It seemed that this gift was not light.

After all, the Immortal Lord Yuluo is an old antique that has lived for countless years. He looked at Su Wu in surprise and said, "The Spirit-cleaning Divine Bell?! I really didn't expect that this bell exists in this world! Fellow Taoist Su Wu, I feel guilty."

Ye Ning frowned. He had never heard of the Spirit-cleaning Divine Bell.

Ye Qingming was eccentric. He understood the master's embarrassment and immediately asked: "Senior Yuluo, please forgive me for being ignorant. I just felt that the bell sound was extremely mysterious and seemed to be able to cleanse my soul, but I had never heard of it. Please give me advice."

Yuluo Xianjun smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Suwu, I have overseen my business. The spirit-cleaning god bell is the welcoming ceremony of the major sects in the fairy world. It was once spread to this world in the Taichu period. This bell needs to reach the level of a ninth-grade immortal weapon at least, otherwise it will not play a role in cleaning the soul. It is reported that the spirit-cleaning god bells used by several major sects in the fairy world are even supreme artifacts!"
Chapter completed!