"Are you giving up 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 had used this method several times when he was on Earth.
For example, he directly used his master's name Daotian, and also used Fang Changsheng, Fang Chengtian...
According to the crazy old man, Qing Tianzun is in the dark now, while Fang Yu is in the open. If you want to be on guard... you have to leave no blind spots.
Especially now, Fang Yu has just arrived in the wild world, he knows nothing about this world, and his eyes are filled with darkness.
If you want to avoid being discovered by Qingtianzun in this situation... the best way is to disguise yourself!
"Your suggestion is not bad. You can indeed do this. I have just arrived in the wilderness and no one knows me yet." Fang Yu said, "Then start from today and set up a new identity for yourself."
After saying that, Fang Yu took a deep breath, opened his hand again, and took a look at the words written on the ball of paper.
Then, put it away.
He originally just wanted to try playing the Zhuxian Flute, but he never imagined that he would make such a crucial discovery.
"Okay, let's try this Immortal-Zhu flute again."
Fang Yu picked up the Zhuxian flute again and put the flute head in front of his mouth.
"Blow a little bit at random first and see what kind of reaction it causes."
With this thought in mind, Fang Yu started to play the flute.
Soon, a leisurely and ethereal flute sound sounded on the retreat platform.
"It's not bad. Is it because I'm too powerful or is it the bonus of the Immortal-Zhu Flute?" Fang Yu was surprised.
The sound of the flute is leisurely and does not carry any lethality.
At least for Fang Yu himself, the sound of the flute made him quickly calm down from the fluctuations in his mood caused by the paper ball left by the crazy old man.
I don't know if it's a psychological effect or other reasons, but the circulation of Qi in his meridians is also accelerating.
"This is just for me and cannot be used as a reference. It seems that the sound of the flute will not accidentally hurt anyone, so..."
With a thought in his mind, Fang Yu removed the power of the avenue surrounding him.
In this way, the sound of the Immortal-Zhu Flute can be transmitted to the outside world.
Han Miaoyi, who was silently counting the treasures in the storage ring at the back, suddenly heard the sound of the flute, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
She withdrew her consciousness, raised her head, and saw the back of Fang Yu standing in front, playing the flute.
The sound of the flute is beautiful, like the sound of a fairy.
At this moment, Han Miaoyi felt as if she had entered some kind of trance.
The powers of gods and demons in her body that were usually mutually exclusive suddenly entered an extremely peaceful state.
And my state of mind became extremely calm.
It was as if... nothing in this world could disturb her state of mind.
"Brother Fang..."
Han Miaoyi looked at Fang Yu's back with a trace of confusion in her eyes.
At this moment, the entire Baiyan Sect on the mountain peak fell into silence.
Because, the monks located in any corner of the White Flame Sect... all heard this long and beautiful flute sound.
The sound of the flute seemed to have some kind of magic power, making them instantly trance-like, putting down the things at hand, and their eyes became dull.
However, the breath in their meridians began to circulate rapidly and entered a certain peak state!
"Who's 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 crazy for a while, and he forgot all his worries.
The originally sad and anxious mood was released at this moment.
Wu Jian, who was behind, 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 he could make the entire White Flame Sect fall into immersion with just such a casual blow.
He just thought that the sound of the flute was really nice.
"Even if this Immortal-Zhu flute has no substantive function, just because it can produce such a pleasant flute sound... it is already extremely valuable." Fang Yu said, "It's a pity that I am not an artist."
As he spoke, he stopped playing the flute.
The sound of the flute stopped suddenly.
At this moment, the monks who were immersed in Baiyan Sect all woke up.
"boom!"
One of the inner sect disciples originally entered a bottleneck period in cultivation. His realm has been stuck for five years and he has been unable to make any further progress.
But at the moment when the flute stopped playing... he actually broke through the bottleneck!
"boom!"
This inner disciple's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.
He... broke through!
He really broke through!
He originally thought that he would be stuck in this realm for the rest of his life, until he was expelled from 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 successfully break through the bottleneck!
"Thank you! Thank you very much!"
This inner disciple didn't know where the sound of the flute came from, but he still knelt on the ground and kowtowed with tears in his eyes.
And this kind of thing doesn't just happen to him!
There are dozens of disciples who were in the bottleneck period like him, and made breakthroughs after listening to the sound of the flute!
"Boom boom boom..."
For a moment, monks in the White Flame Sect released their cultivation aura one after another!