"Deacon Chang, the cultivator that Junior Brother Huaqing valued a few years ago has arrived at Bizhu Peak and is waiting outside now." In a hall in the center of Bizhu Peak, Meng Shan was reporting in a low voice to a slender figure.
"Oh? Really? Your Chen Feng is here?" The figure made a crisp voice, obviously very interested in this.
"Deacon Chang has a very good memory. That person is Chen Feng." Meng Shan was a little puzzled. Chen Huaqing had only mentioned the name Chen Feng a few times. He didn't expect that Deacon Chang would call out this name right away.
"Well, ask Hua Qing to bring Chen Feng in." Deacon Chang said with a smile, with a bit of weirdness in her tone: "I want to meet this Chen Feng first."
"Okay." Meng Shan nodded simply, then turned and left. He knew that next, Deacon Chang would test Chen Feng.
"Chen Feng, you're finally here." Looking at Meng Shan's departing back, Deacon Chang muttered to herself in a low voice, walked behind a screen, and restrained her breath.
Not long after, Chen Feng was brought in by Hua Qing.
"Hua Qing, please step out first. Chen Feng and I have something to talk about." A crisp voice sounded behind the screen, which shocked Chen Feng's mind and made him look at him with a helpless expression.
"Yes, Deacon Chang." Hua Qing nodded and withdrew. He still had great respect for this Deacon Chang.
With Chen Huaqing's retreat, only Chen Feng and the mysterious Deacon Chang were left in the huge hall.
At this moment, the palace fell into a brief silence. Neither Deacon Chang nor Chen Feng spoke first.
Finally, Deacon Chang behind the screen took the lead in breaking the awkwardness.
"Chen Feng, it seems that you have recognized my identity." Deacon Chang's crisp voice came from behind the screen, making the affirmation on Chen Feng's face more and more intense.
"Since we are old friends, don't be so secretive." Chen Feng said with a smile: "Chang Ling, you are so secretive."
"Hehe, it seems that I really mean something to you. After five or six years of not seeing you, you still remember my voice." Deacon Chang behind the screen suddenly giggled, like a cheerful lark, making Chen Feng's heart itchy.
"What a witch!" Chen Feng cursed in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged.
On the other side, Deacon Chang also walked out of the screen with light steps and came in front of Chen Feng.
"Chang Ling, it's really you." Although he had been mentally prepared, Chen Feng still felt a little surprised when he really saw Chang Ling.
"Why, you didn't expect it?" Chang Ling looked at Chen Feng with a smile, her eyes full of ridicule: "When you left Tianyun City, you didn't even say hello to me. Tell me, should I take revenge on you and teach you a lesson here?"
As she spoke, a terrifying aura burst out from this woman, causing Chen Feng's face to change.
"Fortunately, I didn't offend this woman at that time, otherwise I would not even know how I died." Chen Feng's heart was secretly beating fast, and at the same time he was secretly on guard against Chang Ling.
The aura of Chang Ling in front of him had long surpassed the realm of the Mahayana period. Chen Feng even felt a fluctuation of immortal energy in his body.
"Random Immortal, this woman is definitely a Random Immortal!" In an instant, Chen Feng understood the other party's identity.
"Puchi—" Chang Ling looked at Chen Feng's silly look and suddenly laughed. She covered her mouth and laughed secretly, and said shyly: "Haha, I'm just teasing you! I can't bear to teach someone like you a lesson."
As she spoke, Chang Ling threw a coquettish glance at Chen Feng. Her beauty immediately made Chen Feng's heartstrings move violently.
"This goblin is really a beauty!" Chen Feng cursed inwardly while trying to keep his mind focused. Then, he quickly changed the subject: "Chang Ling, it's probably not a coincidence that you and I met in Tianyun City?"
"You guessed right." Chang Ling smiled sweetly, "I heard that Hua Qing used the most precious recruitment qualification of every disciple for you, so I decided to observe you. I believe Meng Shan has already told you the disciple-recruiting criteria of Bizhu Peak. If you are a person with bad character, I will kill you immediately to prevent you from doing evil in Bizhu Peak."
Looking at Chang Ling's smiling face, Chen Feng suddenly felt a chill. He had no doubt that if he really behaved badly, Chang Ling would kill him without hesitation.
"But how did you know I would be in Tianyun City?" Chen Feng said with a wry smile.
"I get angry when you talk about this!" Chang Ling frowned, with some dissatisfaction in her eyes: "In order to find you, I ran to Cangzhou excitedly, but I heard that you went to Chenzhou to find a woman. If it weren't for your good reputation in Cangzhou, I would have gone to Chenzhou to kill you."
"Well, that's not my fault." Chen Feng touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "I didn't know you were looking for me."
"Hmph, I'll give you two choices. The first choice is to join my Bizhu Peak immediately and become my disciple." Chang Ling said in a delicate voice with a hint of threat.
"What about the second way?" Chen Feng asked weakly.
"The second way is easier. Just stretch out your neck and let me chop off your head and kick it like a ball." Chang Ling sneered threateningly.
"No, I choose the first one." Chen Feng agreed very straightforwardly without any hesitation.
"That's more like it." Chang Ling raised her nose, full of the pride of a little girl.
Looking at this ever-changing woman, Chen Feng was really scared.
"Okay, since you agreed, I will immediately gather the disciples of Bizhu Peak and we will hold the initiation ceremony right away." Chang Ling did what she said. With one sentence, she called in all the disciples of Bizhu Peak who were trained outside the hall.
In front of all the disciples, the playfulness on Chang Ling's face disappeared, leaving only full majesty.
"I believe you all know why I have gathered you all here today." Chang Ling said in a rough voice, acting like a big shot: "Let's not waste any more time. Let's hold the initiation ceremony for Chen Feng now."
As she spoke, Chang Ling waved her hand, and a curtain deep in the hall was suddenly lifted.
Behind the curtain are a dozen or so old memorial tablets of various sizes.
Seeing these spirit tablets, everyone on Bizhu Peak, including Chang Ling, showed a solemn expression.
"Chen Feng, these are the deceased peak masters of Bizhu Peak. Each of them is highly respected. After you bow three times sincerely to the previous peak masters of Bizhu Peak, you will be a disciple of my Bizhu Peak." Chang Ling said majestically.
Chen Feng nodded, walked forward slowly, came to the bottom of the many spirit tablets, and was about to bow down.
At this moment, a powerful pressure suddenly enveloped the entire hall.
At the same time, a cold voice suddenly exploded in the hall: "This person cannot enter!"
ps: I am so busy that I am exhausted and have no time to rest. Suddenly I have the urge to die.