Three days later in the morning, Lu Kun came to the square outside the mission hall just as the sun was rising. By this time, many foundation-building disciples had gathered, basically all disciples of the Fang family.
Lu Kun's arrival immediately attracted the attention of many people. They looked at this unfamiliar face unscrupulously, and some people even had evil intentions in their eyes.
Those who came here at this point were either members of the Fang family or other disciples invited by the Fang family to join the mission.
To put it simply, the Fang family specially assigned this lucrative task to outsiders. Because of the limit on the number of people, some disciples within the Fang family were excluded.
Most of these excluded Fang family disciples are related by blood to the people selected here. Foreign disciples like Zhang Yiyang, who are in the early stages of foundation building, will naturally be hostile.
Although Lu Kun didn't know much about the powerful relationship inside, but when he saw some people looking at him unkindly, he smiled, showing his white teeth, and the scars on his face trembled, making him look very ferocious.
At the same time, he rubbed his hands, and there was a faint flash of electric light inside, and his eyes glared at everyone fiercely.
Several Fang family disciples who were only in the early stages of foundation building were glared fiercely by Lu Kun, and their momentum couldn't help but weaken a bit.
Seeing that this person can activate the thunder in the palm of his hand without reciting a spell, and can also hold it in his hand without releasing it, he knows that Lu Kun is a Leilinggen monk who started not long ago, but some people in the middle and late stages of foundation building, and He didn't take Lu Kun seriously.
"Junior Brother Zhang is indeed punctual." Just as Lu Kun and the Fang family disciples stared at each other, Fang Zheng walked out and said with a smile.
Lu Kun had a flash of inspiration in his hand, dissipated the thunder in his palm, and replied: "How could Zhang be late for such a good mission?"
When Fang Zheng saw Lu Kun's palm thunder spell being freely retracted, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he eagerly led Lu Kun to the other side of the square.
"Come on, Junior Brother Zhang, I happen to introduce a few people to you. These people are also invited by our Fang family to help."
Lu Kun followed Fang Zheng's gaze and saw two men and one woman. These three people were also gathered outside the mission hall, but they did not stand with the Fang family disciples.
The first thing he saw was the woman inside. She had a coquettish appearance and a plump figure. The loose robe could not hide the pride on her chest. Her skin was extremely white, dazzlingly white in the morning sun.
Many young disciples of the Fang family followed Lu Kun's figure and looked here, but Lu Kun could notice that these people looked at the woman with slightly fearful eyes.
Lu Kun recognized this woman. She was Bai Jie who had first met Fang Zheng in the Blood Mist Valley. They had not seen her for a few months, and her cultivation had suddenly reached the peak of the early stage of foundation building.
Moreover, Lu Kun also discovered that this woman's appearance became more charming, her chest became more majestic, and her whole person exuded an alluring aura.
Bai Jie's eyes lit up when she saw Lu Kun, and she chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that Junior Brother Zhang, who is gifted with Lei Linggen, would enter the foundation building stage so quickly. In the following battles, you must protect your sister."
Hearing the voice of this woman, Lu Kun seemed to be possessed by a demon, his body trembled unconsciously, his eyes revealed a lustful look, and he licked his lips and said: "Don't worry, senior sister, junior brother will definitely follow senior sister."
At this time, Fang Zheng's eyes flashed, and he glared at Bai Jie fiercely. With some magic power in his mouth, his voice reached Lu Kun's ears: "Junior Brother Zhang, you should also get to know the other two."
Bai Jie was glared at by Fang Zheng, curled her lips, and had a boring look on her face. The seductive aura on her body was unconsciously suppressed. Lu Kun finally woke up, with a look of shock in his eyes. He quickly turned his head away, not daring to Look at Bai Jie again.
Fang Zheng coughed lightly, pointed at another middle-aged man who was also tall and thick, and said, "This is Senior Brother Lei Batian. He is in the late stage of Foundation Establishment and is extremely skilled in the Hunyuan Demonic Skill."
Lu Kun felt the man's abundant magic power and strange aura, and was slightly shocked. He didn't look carefully just now, but now it seems that Lei Batian's cultivation is indeed not weak.
"Junior brother has met Senior Brother Lei. Senior Brother has great magic power. I am afraid that he is also the most powerful among the foundation-building disciples in the sect." Lu Kun lowered his head, and the scar on his face became much softer, and he slapped it shamelessly. A slap in the face.
Lei Batian glanced at Lu Kun lightly and let out an inaudible hum as a greeting. He was a strong man in the late stage of foundation building. Even if Lu Kun had the thunder spirit root, he was not worthy of his friendship.
Fang Zheng was accustomed to Lei Batian's attitude and continued to introduce the last one to Lu Kun.
This is a handsome young man with a graceful demeanor and a slightly thin figure. His angular face and bright eyes would have made people like him at first sight if his facial skin had not been too pale.
"This is Xu Zihang, who is in the early stage of foundation building." Fang Zheng didn't seem to be particularly familiar with this person, so he only said one sentence when introducing him.
Lu Kun saw that Xu Zihang's cultivation level was similar to his, and he said carelessly: "Brother Xu, this is Zhang Yiyang, we have gotten to know each other."
"With your thin arms and legs, it's a bit dangerous to go out, but don't worry, since you are a friend introduced by Senior Brother Fang, I will protect you when we go back to fight."
Xu Zihang was just about to speak when he heard Lu Kun's last words. The corners of his mouth twitched. He paused before cupping his fists and saying, "Thank you so much, Brother Zhang."
"Haha, as soon as I saw Brother Xu, Mr. Zhang remembered a casual cultivator who had been kind to me. He had the same pale face and a frail body."
"Speaking of that year..."
Lu Kun came over as if he was very familiar with it, patted Xu Zihang on the shoulder, and started mumbling.
Not to mention Xu Zihang, even Fang Zheng was startled by Lu Kun's enthusiasm, but after hearing what he described seemed to be true, he did not interrupt Lu Kun and stood aside quietly.
Although Lu Kun's face was full of excitement and he was talking eloquently, he was very shocked in his heart. The first time he saw Xu Zihang, he felt a hint of danger.
This shocked him. You must know that Lu Kun's true cultivation level is at the bone treasure stage. Even if he does not have the magic power of the alchemy stage in his body, his physical body alone can definitely compete with the mid-level alchemy stage.
Even he felt a hint of danger, which was enough to show that Xu Zihang was not simple. He was only in the early stage of foundation building, but he actually had the means to threaten the monks at the core formation stage.
Moreover, when Lu Kun secretly observed with his golden eyes, he vaguely discovered that there was still a magic power hidden in Xu Zihang's body. The actual magic power was definitely not as simple as the initial stage of foundation building.
"Huh?" As Lu Kun was telling the story, the nerves in his body suddenly sensed something, and he found two faint consciousnesses detecting his body, turning around in a circle and then retreating.
"Did the two divine consciousnesses in the pill formation stage come to investigate because I was too close to Xu Zihang?"
"Could it be that these two monks at the core formation stage are secretly protecting Xu Zihang?" After guessing this possibility, Lu Kun became more curious, but the story in his mouth continued to nag.
Xu Zihang's brows gradually wrinkled.
