"Do you abandon your current identity..." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes.
He understood what Li Huoyu meant, which was to let him disguise his identity from now on.
Fang Yu used this method several times when he was on Earth.
For example, he directly used his master's name Daotian, and then used Fang Changsheng, Fang Chengtian...
According to the crazy old man, the Tianzun Qing is in the dark, while Fang Yu is in the bright spots. If you want to be on guard, you have to leave no blind spots.
Especially now, Fang Yu has just arrived at the wilderness world and knows nothing about this world, and there is a dark look in front of him.
If you want to avoid being discovered by Qingtianzun in this situation... the best way is to disguise it!
"Your suggestion is pretty good. You can do this. While you have just arrived in the wilderness, no one knows me yet." Fang Yu said, "Then let's set a new identity for yourself starting today."
After saying that, Fang Yu took a deep breath, opened his hand again, and glanced at the words written on the paper ball.
Then, put it away.
He originally just wanted to try to play the Zhuxian flute, but he never thought that he would have such a critical discovery.
"Okay, try this Zhuxian flute again."
Fang Yu picked up the Zhuxian flute again and put the flute head in front of his mouth.
"Blow it for a short time to see what kind of reaction it will cause."
Thinking of this, Fang Yu began to play the flute.
Soon, a leisurely and ethereal sound of flute sounded on this retreat platform.
"It's not bad, is it because I'm too capable or is it the bonus of this Zhuxian Flute?" Fang Yu was surprised.
The sound of the flute is leisurely and does not contain any lethality.
At least for Fang Yu himself, the sound of the flute made him feel fluctuating because of the paper ball left by the crazy old man, and quickly calmed down.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or other reasons, but the circulation of the true qi in his meridians is also accelerating.
"This is just a function for me and cannot be used as a reference. The sound of the flute will not hurt anyone by chance, so..."
Fang Yu thought and removed the power of the great way that enveloped the surroundings.
In this way, the sound of the Zhuxian flute can be transmitted to the outside world.
Han Miaoyi, who was silently counting the treasures in the storage ring behind, suddenly heard the sound of the flute and her delicate body trembled slightly.
She pulled her spiritual sense back, raised her head, and saw Fang Yu's back standing in front of her, playing the flute.
The sound of the flute is wonderful, like the sound of a fairy.
At this moment, Han Miaoyi felt as if she had entered a state of meditation.
The power of gods and demons, which are always mutually exclusive in her body, suddenly entered a state of extreme peace.
And the state of mind also became extremely calm.
It was like... there would be no more things in this world that could disturb her mood.
"Brother Fang..."
Han Miaoyi looked at Fang Yu's back, and a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes.
At this moment, the Baiyan Sect on the entire mountain fell into silence.
Because the monks located in any corner of the White Flame Sect... heard this long and wonderful sound of flutes.
The sound of the flute was like a magical power, which made them instantly entertained, let go of what they were doing, and their eyes became dull.
However, the breath in their meridians began to operate rapidly and entered a peak state!
"Who is playing the flute?"
Zuo Yang, who was still talking to Wu Jian in the inner hall, looked shocked and walked out of the lobby.
The sound of the flute made him confused for a while and forgot all his worries.
The originally sad and anxious mood was released at this moment.
Wu Jian behind him closed his eyes and listened quietly to the sound of the flute.
...
At this moment, Fang Yu, who was playing the flute, did not expect that the entire Baiyan Sect would be immersed in such a way.
He just thought that the sound of the flute was really nice.
"Even if this Zhuxian flute has no substantial function, it is already very valuable just to make such a pleasant flute sound." Fang Yu said, "It's a pity that I'm not an art person."
In the meantime, he stopped playing the flute.
The sound of the flute came to an abrupt end.
At this moment, the monks who were immersed in various parts of the White Flame Sect woke up.
"Bang!"
One of the inner disciples had originally entered a bottleneck stage in his cultivation level, but had blocked his realm for five years and could not go further.
But just as the sound of the flute stopped... he actually broke through the bottleneck!
"boom!"
The inner disciple's eyes were wide open, and his face was full of disbelief.
He...breaks through!
He really made a breakthrough!
I thought I would be stuck in this realm for the rest of my life until I was expelled from the sect by the White Flame Sect and became a wandering miscellaneous cultivator... But now, he finally broke through!
The sound of the flute!
It was the sound of the flute just now that helped him break through the bottleneck smoothly!
"Thank you! Thank you!"
The inner disciple didn't know where the sound of the flute came from, but he still knelt on the ground and kowtowed with gratitude.
And such a thing is not just happening to him!
There are dozens of disciples in the bottleneck stage, just like him, who made a breakthrough after listening to the sound of the flute!
"Boom boom boom..."
For a moment, cultivators in the White Flame Sect released their cultivation aura!