"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, directly use his master's name Daotian, and use Fang Changsheng, Fang Chengtian...

According to the crazy old man, now that Great Heavenly Sovereign is in the dark, but Fang Yu is in the light. If you want to guard against... you have to leave no dead ends.

Especially now, Fang Yu had just arrived in the wild realm, and he knew nothing about this realm.

If you want to avoid being discovered by Great Sky in this situation... the best way is to pretend!

"Your suggestion is not bad. It is indeed possible to do so. No one knows me yet when I have just arrived in the wild world." Fang Yu said, "Then start from today and set yourself a new identity."

After speaking, Fang Yu took a deep breath, opened his hand again, and glanced at the words written on the ball of paper.

Then, put it away.

He originally just wanted to try to play the Zhuxian Flute, but he never thought that there would be such a key discovery.

"Okay, try this Zhu Xian flute again."

Fang Yu picked up the Zhu Xian flute again and put the head of the flute in front of his mouth.

"First blow a short paragraph and see what kind of reaction it will cause."

Thinking of this, Fang Yu began to play the flute.

Soon, a leisurely and ethereal flute sounded on the meditation platform.

"Not bad, is I too strong or is this Zhu Xiandi's bonus?" Fang Yu was surprised.

The flute sounded leisurely, without any lethality in it.

At least for Fang Yu himself, the sound of the flute caused him to calm down quickly because of the fluctuating mood of the paper ball left by the crazy old man.

I don't know if it is a psychological effect or another reason, the zhen qi movement in his meridians is also accelerating.

"This is just for me, and can't be used as a reference. The sound of the flute doesn't seem to hurt anyone by mistake, then..."

With a thought, Fang Yu withdrew the power of the great road shrouded in the surrounding area.

In this way, the sound of Zhu Xiandi's flute can be transmitted to the outside world.

Han Miaoyi, who was quietly counting the treasures in the storage ring, suddenly heard the sound of the flute, and her body trembled slightly.

She withdrew her consciousness and raised her head, and she saw the back of Fang Yu standing in front and playing the flute.

The sound of the flute is beautiful, like a fairy sound.

At this moment, Han Miaoyi felt like he had entered a certain state of concentration.

The power of the gods and demons, which are always mutually exclusive in her body, suddenly entered an extremely peaceful state.

And the mood became extremely calm.

It was as if... there would be nothing in this world that could disturb her state of mind.

"Brother Fang..."

Han Miaoyi looked at Fang Yu's back, with a trace of blur in his eyes.

At this moment, the entire Bai Yanzong on the peak fell into silence.

Because, the monks in any corner of the White Flame Sect... all heard this long and beautiful flute sound.

The sound of the flute seemed to possess some kind of magical power, making them immersed in an instant, and their eyes became dull after putting aside the things at hand.

However, the breath in their meridians began to circulate rapidly, entering a certain peak state!

"Who is playing the flute?"

Zuo Yang, who was still talking with Wu Jian in the inner hall, looked shocked and walked out of the lobby.

The sound of the flute made him fascinated for a while, forgetting all his troubles.

The original feelings of grief and anxiety were released at this moment.

In the back, I closed my eyes and listened quietly to the sound of the flute.

...

At this moment, Fang Yu, who was playing the flute, didn't expect that he would be able to immerse the entire White Flame Sect by blowing it like this at will.

He just thinks that the flute sounds really nice.

"Even if this Zhu Xian flute doesn't have any substantive functions, just being able to make such a pleasing flute sound... is already extremely valuable." Fang Yu said, "Unfortunately, I'm not an artist."

During the words, he stopped playing the flute.

The flute stopped abruptly.

At this moment, the monks who were sinking into the Bai Yanzong's various places were all awake.

"boom!"

One of the inner sect disciples had entered a bottleneck stage in his original cultivation level.

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... broke through!

He really broke through!

I 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 repairman... But now, he finally broke through!

Flute!

It was the sound of the flute just now that helped him break through the bottleneck smoothly!

"Thank you! Thank you!"

This inner disciple didn't know where the flute sound came from, but still knelt on the ground, kowtow with gratitude.

And this kind of thing didn't just happen to him!

Like him, dozens of other disciples who were in the bottleneck stage made a breakthrough after listening to the sound of the flute!

"Boom boom boom..."

For a time, cultivators successively released the breath of cultivation base in the White Flame Sect!