"Are you giving up your current identity..." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes.
He understands the meaning of Li Huoyu, which is 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 then used Fang Changsheng, Fang Chengtian...
According to the crazy old man, now that Qingtian Zun is in the dark, while Fang Yu is in the light, if you want to guard against... you have to leave no dead ends.
Especially now, Fang Yu has just arrived in the wild world, and he knows nothing about this world, and his eyes are black.
If you want to not be discovered by Qingtian Zun in this situation... the best way is to disguise!
"Your suggestion is not bad. You can indeed do it. I have just arrived in the wild world, and no one knows me." Fang Yu said, "Then start today and set up a new identity for yourself."
After speaking, Fang Yu took a deep breath, opened his hand again, and glanced at the words written on the ball of paper.
Then, just put it away.
He originally just wanted to try playing the Zhuxian Flute, but he never expected such a crucial discovery.
"Okay, let's try this Zhuxian Flute again."
Fang Yu picked up the Zhuxian flute again and put the head in front of his mouth.
"Blow it for a short period of time and see what kind of reaction it evokes."
Thinking of this, Fang Yu began to play the flute.
Soon, a leisurely and ethereal flute sounded on the meditation platform.
"Not bad, is it because of my ability or the bonus of this Zhuxian Flute?" Fang Yu was surprised.
The flute sound is leisurely, without any lethality.
At least for Fang Yu himself, the flute sound quickly calmed down his fluctuating state of mind because of the paper balls left by the mad old man.
I don't know if it's a psychological effect or something else, but the infuriating qi in his meridians is also accelerating.
"It's just for me, not for reference. The flute doesn't seem to hurt anyone, so..."
With a thought, Fang Yu removed the power of the Great Dao that shrouded his surroundings.
In this way, the sound of Zhu Xian Di's 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 pulled her consciousness back, raised her head, and saw the back of Fang Yu who was playing the flute standing in front of her.
The flute is beautiful, like the sound of a fairy.
At this moment, Han Miaoyi felt as if she had entered some kind of state of meditation.
The powers of gods and demons in her body, which were always mutually exclusive, suddenly entered an extremely peaceful state.
And the mood has become very calm.
As if... nothing in this world could disturb her mood again.
"Brother Fang..."
Han Miaoyi looked at Fang Yu's back, and there was a trace of confusion in her eyes.
At this moment, the White Flame Sect on the entire mountain fell into silence.
Because, the monks in any corner of the White Flame Sect... heard this long and beautiful flute.
The sound of the flute seemed to possess some kind of magic, which made them instantly fascinated, let go of the things at hand, and their eyes became dull.
However, the aura in their meridians began to revolve rapidly and entered a certain peak state!
"Who is playing the flute?"
Zuo Yang, who was still talking with Wujian in the inner hall, was shocked and walked out of the lobby.
This flute sound made him crazy for a while, forgetting all his troubles.
At this moment, the feeling of grief and anxiety was released.
Wujian in the back closed his eyes and listened to the flute quietly.
…
At this moment, Fang Yu, who was playing the flute, did not expect that if he played like this at will, the entire White Flame Sect would be immersed.
He just thought that the flute sound was really nice.
"Even if this Zhuxian flute has no substantive function, it is already very valuable to be able to emit such a pleasant flute sound..." Fang Yu said, "It's a pity that I am not an artist."
Between the words, he stopped playing the flute.
The flute stopped abruptly.
At this moment, the monks who were immersed in various places in the White Flame Sect were all awake.
"boom!"
One of the inner disciples, who originally entered the bottleneck period, had been stuck in his realm for five years, and could not go further.
But at the moment when 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... BREAKTHROUGH!
He really broke through!
He thought he would be stuck in this state for the rest of his life, until he was expelled from the sect by Bai Yanzong and became a wandering miscellaneous practitioner... But now, he finally broke through!
flute!
It was the flute sound just now that helped him break through the bottleneck smoothly!
"Thank you! Thank you!"
The inner disciple did not know where the flute sound came from, but he still knelt on the ground and kowtowed in gratitude.
And this kind of thing doesn't just happen to him!
There are also dozens of disciples who were in the bottleneck period, like him, after listening to the flute, they made a breakthrough!
"Boom boom boom..."
For a time, the monks in the White Flame Sect released their cultivation aura one after another!