Because Fang Yu had already decided to shoot, even if it was just a punch.
The power of that punch was actually far beyond his expectations, and it directly destroyed Xu Feng.
After thinking about it, the reason why the punch was stronger than expected was related to Fang Yu's crossing the boundary again.
Perhaps, after coming to the Wilderness Realm, his strength restrictions were reduced again.
"Senior, if you want to know information about that monk, maybe you can go to Xu Feng's Xuanshan Sect to investigate." Wujian said, "The deputy head or elder of Xuanshan Sect may have clues."
"That's right." Fang Yu nodded and replied, "It's still up to you to help lead the way."
"Understood, senior." WuJian replied.
"But don't worry too much, I'll take a little rest first." Fang Yu said again, "When I'm done resting, we'll go to Xuanshan Sect together."
"Okay." Wujian nodded again.
"Do the two seniors need a quiet place? I will let the disciples take you there." Zuo Yang said.
"Yes." Fang Yu nodded.
In this way, Zuo Yang sent a disciple to lead Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi to a deeper place.
Soon, they came to a platform on the edge of the cliff.
"Two seniors, this place is our sect's meditation platform." The disciple introduced.
"Okay, you go to work first." Fang Yu said.
After the disciple bowed, he withdrew.
"Brother Fang, did you find anything?" Han Miaoyi said.
"I didn't find anything. What I got from the Immortal King's tombstone before, I have to count it to see what I have gained." Fang Yu said.
With that, he handed the storage ring to Han Miaoyi.
"This is all the sundries in the hands of Immortal King Tongtian at the beginning. There is everything in it. You can take a good inventory and see if there are any items of higher value, and take them out separately." Fang Yu said.
"The storage ring of the Immortal King Tongtian..." Han Miaoyi's beautiful eyes were full of surprise.
At this moment, Fang Yu took out the Immortal Execution Flute.
Even the crazy old man said that this Zhuxian flute was very useful to him, so... it was naturally a good thing.
"The Great Dao Artifact... an existence even more powerful than the Immortal Artifact." Fang Yu squinted and carefully observed the surface of the Zhuxian Flute.
The surface of the Zhuxian Flute was smooth and glowed with a faint blue light.
At the mouthpiece, there is a mark like a seedling.
This is the imprint of the Great Dao Law that Immortal King Tongtian has comprehended.
On the body of the flute, there are a total of nine sound holes.
"Does it mean that when I blow it casually, a flute containing the Law of the Great Dao comes out, killing all enemies?" Fang Yu thought to himself.
With that in mind, he put the mouthpiece to his mouth.
Having lived on earth for 5,000 years, although he had no interest in musical instruments at first, he had also tried to study musical instruments and other things because he had lived for so long.
So, play the flute, and he can still do it.
Fang Yu thought for a while, and walked to the edge of the cliff to be cautious.
At the same time, it also released a mass of the power of the Great Dao, shrouded itself, and formed a closed space to prevent the Zhuxian Flute from being too lethal and accidentally injuring the surrounding monks.
When everything was ready, Fang Yu took a deep breath and blew into the flute head.
He didn't use any infuriating energy, he just took a breath and tried it.
"Huh..."
However, the Zhuxian Flute didn't make any flute sound, instead there was a feeling of air leakage.
The air that Fang Yu blew in vented out through the third sound hole of the flute.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then tried to blow it again, but the result was the same.
This Zhuxian Flute... doesn't make a sound!
It was as if something was plugging behind the third sound hole.
"Damn it, it won't be left for too long and it will be broken, right?" Fang Yu opened his eyes wide, picked up the Zhuxian flute, and looked into the flute head.
But just looking at it, his eyes changed.
Inside this Zhuxian Flute... there's really something blocking it!
As a result, the air that Fang Yu blew in could not be smooth, and it all leaked out at the third sound hole.
"What is it?" Fang Yu frowned and stretched out a finger.
He released a trace of true qi, and easily pushed out what was blocked in the Zhuxian Flute.
It's not an impurity like dust, but a ball of paper!
Fang Yu's eyes were slightly cold, and he immediately opened the thumb-sized paper ball.
After the paper ball was unfolded, a sentence could be seen written on the crumpled paper.
The font is not large and the handwriting is scribbled.
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and looked carefully, only to see what this sentence was written.
"Ji Xingyuan is in the wild world, go find him and avoid Qingtianzun for the time being!"
This sentence made Fang Yu's heart tremble, and his face changed immediately.
The place where the paper ball appeared, and the extremely scribbled handwriting that seemed to be written very anxiously... all point to the person who left this sentence in the paper ball, which is probably the crazy old man!
When facing each other, the mad old man did not say this sentence, but chose to write it on a piece of paper, stuffed the paper into the Zhuxian Flute, and let Fang Yu discover it by himself before opening it...
Such a move shows that the crazy old man is avoiding some kind of surveillance!
But the form of the crazy old man is just a mark left in the tombstone!
Such a form itself can avoid most forms of surveillance or snooping.
But the crazy old man still chooses to use such a primitive method to spread the word, which means that he thinks that in the form of a mark, he still cannot escape that surveillance!
Who is the surveillance from!
Could it be... it's the King of the Sky written on the paper!