the public, Fang Yu raised his right hand and suddenly grasped the ball in his hand.six monks at the pinnacle of seclusion locked by the magic of the beginning and the end of the year. The body shook..."abandon your current identity..." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes.

he understands the meaning of leaving Huoyu, which is to ask him to disguise his identity from now on.

Fang Yu used this method several times when he was on Earth.

for example, he directly uses his master's name to Tao Tian, and uses Fang Changsheng and Fang Chengtian.

according to the crazy old man, now the giant is in the dark, while Fang Yu is in the light, trying to be on guard. You have to leave no corner.

especially now, Fang Yu has just arrived in the barren world, and he knows nothing about it.

wants not to be discovered by the giant in this situation. The best way is to disguise it!

"that's not a bad suggestion. You can do it. No one knows me when I just arrived in the wilderness world." Fang Yu said, "from today on, set a new identity for yourself."

with that, Fang Yu took a deep breath, opened his hand and glanced at the words written on the paper ball.

then put it away.

he just wanted to try to play the flute, but he never thought he would make such a crucial discovery.

"all right, try this Xiandi again."

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

"just blow a little bit and see what kind of reaction it will cause."

with this in mind, Fang Yu began to play the flute.

soon, a leisurely and ethereal flute sounded on the retreat stage.

"not bad, is my ability too strong or is this a bonus for killing Xiandi" Fang Yu was surprised.

the flute sounds leisurely, without any lethality in it.

at least as far as the other party is concerned, the sound of the flute quickly calmed down his mood, which had fluctuated because of the paper ball left by the crazy old man.

I don't know if it's psychological or something else, but the movement of real qi in his meridians is also accelerating.

"this is only for me, not as a reference." The sound of the flute doesn't seem to hurt anyone, so. "

Fang Yu moved his mind and removed the power of the road that hung over him.

in this way, the sound of Zhu Xiandi can be transmitted to the outside world.

was silently counting the cold beauty of the treasures in the storage ring when he heard the sound of the flute and the delicate body trembled slightly.

she drew her mind back, looked up and saw the back of Fang Yu, who was standing in front of her, playing the flute.

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

at this moment, Cold Miaoyi feels as if she has entered a certain state of mind.

the power of gods and demons, which is always mutually exclusive in her body, suddenly entered a state of great peace.

and the state of mind has become extremely calm.

it's like... Nothing in the world can disturb her state of mind again.

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"Brother Fang."

Cold Miao looked at Fang Yu's back, and there was a trace of blurring in her eyes.

and at this moment, Bai Yanzong on the whole mountain fell into silence.

because the monks in any corner of the Bai Yan sect. All heard this long and wonderful sound of flutes.

the sound of the flute is like having some kind of magic, which makes them instantly absorbed, let go of the matter at hand, and their eyes become dull.

however, the breath in their meridians began to run rapidly and entered a certain peak state!

"who is playing the flute"

, who was still talking to Wu Wu in the inner hall, looked shocked and walked out of the lobby.

the sound of the flute made him crazy for a while and forgot all his troubles.

the original mood of grief and anxiety was released at this moment.

the intimate behind closed his eyes directly and listened quietly to the sound of the flute.

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at this moment, Fang Yu, who was playing the flute, did not expect that he would be able to immerse the whole Bai Yanzong with such a random blow.

he just thinks that the sound of the flute is really beautiful.

"even if the immortal flute does not have any substantive function, it can produce such a pleasant sound." It's already very valuable. " Fang Yu said, "it's a pity that I'm not an artist." Between

words, he stopped playing the flute.

the flute came to an abrupt end.

at this moment, the monks who are immersed in the Bai Yan sect are all awake.

"bang!"

one of the disciples of the inner door, who had originally entered a bottleneck period, had stuck his realm for five years and was unable to go any further.

but at the moment the flute stops. I can't believe he just broke through the bottleneck!

"Boom!"

the disciple of the inner door opened his eyes wide and his face was covered with disbelief.

he. It's a breakthrough!

he really broke through!

originally thought that he would be stuck in this realm for the rest of his life, until he was expelled from the patriarchal clan by Bai Yanzong and became a wandering miscellaneous. But now, he finally broke through!

the flute!

it was the sound of the flute that helped him break through the bottleneck smoothly!

"Thank you! Thank you! "

the disciple of the inner door did not know where the flute came from, but he still knelt on the ground and kowtowed gratefully.

and this kind of thing doesn't just happen to him!

there are dozens of disciples in the bottleneck period like him, after listening to the sound of the flute, made a breakthrough!

"Boom."

for a while, monks in the Bai Yan sect successively released the breath of meditation! immortal methods are much more scarce.""the magic method must have been created by some existence, isn't it" At what level are those beings " Fang Yu continued to ask."those exist... It's hard to say...