He was sure that he could enter the Bailu Hall and thus the Rain Master Hall.
But entering the Yushi Palace is only the first difficult step. It will not be so easy to enter the upper echelons of the Yushi Palace later on, because his status limits his path to advancement, and there will always be some people who don't trust him.
The older you get, the more conservative and stubborn you will be. This is determined by human nature. It is as difficult to reverse and resist as birth, old age, illness and death. The senior officials of Yushi Palace are certainly not young, and they must have concerns about their own identities.
Song Chengzhi was able to get himself admitted to Bailu Hall so easily because, firstly, Song Chengzhi was young, and secondly, due to the situation, Bailu Hall was currently short of manpower, but he did not need second-grade heavenly beings, he needed first-grade or even super-grade ones.
And when he, who had killed great Asuras and was equivalent to a super-class heavenly being, appeared, he would not let him go.
Song Chengzhi's light skill was extremely high and his speed was extremely fast. In a short time, he arrived at a huge city.
The guards at the ten gates outside the North City Gate saluted. Song Chengzhi waved his hand and walked straight in. After entering the city, he bypassed the bustling streets and walked directly through the alleys to a building in the center of the city.
Mansion.
"This is where our Bailu Hall is." Song Chengzhi came to the door with two lifelike stone lions and said with a smile: "This will be your home from now on, go in and have a look."
The two guards in blue shirts cupped their fists and saluted, Song Chengzhi nodded, and then led Chu Li through the open door, bypassed a screen with longevity and longevity, and arrived at the spacious martial arts training ground.
There were more than a hundred people practicing Kung Fu in the martial arts field, which was really lively. They didn't react to Song Chengzhi's appearance and continued to practice their Kung Fu.
Chu Li glanced at the more than 100 people, most of them were second-grade, but there was no first-grade.
Song Chengzhi took Chu Li around the martial arts training ground and went to the hall in the north. He asked Chu Li to sit on a Taishi chair in the north. He sat down on the Taishi chair in the north and said, "Those outside are all second-grade ones, and the first-grade ones will not be here."
Practice.”
Chu Li said: "Is there only a hundred second-grade ones?"
"This is natural." Song Chengzhi nodded: "The second grade is only the lowest threshold, but after entering our Bailu Hall, it is only a matter of time before entering the first grade. These guys are unlucky and failed to enter the first grade."
Chu Li nodded lightly.
He knew that Bailu Hall was strong and Yushi Hall was even more powerful. He didn't expect that among the two thousand people, only one hundred were second-grade, and the rest were all first-grade. Compared with Bailu Hall, Taiyue Hall was indeed not worthy.
Mention, no wonder Taiyue Palace wanted to fool him like that.
Song Chengzhi said: "You go to heal your wounds first. I have some elixirs here. You try them. If you fail, I will help you."
Internal power and mental methods are often extremely private and secret. Unless you are from the same discipline or close friends, you will rarely accept help in practicing exercises and healing injuries. If you can heal your own injuries, it is best to do it yourself, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable.
He raised his voice and said: "Old Song, bring me my Nine Yang Pill."
"Yes, Hall Master." An old man in the corner of the hall agreed, left quietly, and came back soon with a small black box, about the size of a jewelry box.
The old man offered it with careful hands.
Song Chengzhi said: "Give it to Chu Li."
The old man's beard and eyebrows were all white, and his face was like that of a baby. He could tell at a glance that he was well-kept and had a very long life. He offered it with his smiling hands: "Mr. Chu, this is the Nine-Yang Pill, which is the top elixir in the hall.
Our hall master only has one."
Chu Li was startled and said hurriedly: "Master, I can't. There is no need to use such a precious medicine."
"This is a sword wound from the Junlin Sword. It's hard to say whether the Nine Yang Pill will work. The other elixirs are more difficult." Song Chengzhi waved his hand and said: "The elixirs are just for healing, just use them."
"Oh..., yes." Chu Li nodded helplessly, took it slowly, opened the box and saw that it was a golden pill the size of a longan. It had no strange smell and looked like a pill made of gold.
He directly crushed the beeswax and threw it into his mouth.
Suddenly, a fragrance penetrated directly into the internal organs, and then penetrated into the sword energy in the chest.
Chu Li suddenly felt that the pure and yang power collided with the sword energy of Junlin Sword, so he began to use his skills to cooperate.
The medicinal power of the Nine-Yang Pill was somewhat similar to that of his True Supreme Vajra Sutra, so he ran the True Supreme Vajra Sutra, and his internal energy combined with the medicinal power, exerting great power.
"Tsk!" His chest trembled, and then a sword mark appeared on the wall opposite, one foot deep, and the white jade powder on the wall rustled down.
Chu Li spat out a bloody arrow and let out a long sigh of relief.
"What a powerful Junlin Sword Qi!" Song Chengzhi exclaimed, looking back from the wall to the Junlin Sword in his hand and sighing: "It's a pity that we don't have the Junlin Sword Technique, so we can only use it as an ordinary sword."
Chu Li sighed: "What a powerful elixir, thank you Hall Master."
"You are now a disciple in our hall. If you are in trouble, of course you have to help us." Song Chengzhi waved his hand and said with a smile: "How is your injury?"
Chu Li said: "The sword energy has been driven away, and there is no serious problem. It will be fine if I adjust my breathing for another day."
"Okay, then let's set up incense in the hall tomorrow and officially enter Bailu Hall!" Song Chengzhi said with a smile: "From now on, you will be a real disciple of Bailu Hall, so take good care of your wounds!"
Chu Li clasped his fists.
"Old Song, take Chu out of his yard and settle him down properly," Song Chengzhi said.
"Yes, Hall Master." Old Song agreed and looked at Chu Li.
Chu Li stood up, clasped his fists, and walked out with Lao Song.
Old Song took him out of the hall with a smile, turned east, passed through the two moon gates, and came to an alley. Then he took him to a small courtyard and said with a smile: "Mr. Chu,
This is your yard, go in and take a look and you will be satisfied."
Chu Li said: "But I am alone in the courtyard."
"Not bad." Lao Song said with a smile: "This is the treatment of a first-class master."
Chu Li nodded and said nothing more.
Lao Song personally opened the door and entered the courtyard.
This is a spacious courtyard, with a flower garden to the east and a bamboo forest to the west. The sound of rustling bamboo can be heard from time to time, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers floating in the courtyard. Between the bamboo forest and the flower garden is a small training ground, with weapons racks next to it filled with weapons.
Chu Li nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad."
Lao Song smiled and said: "If you are dissatisfied with anything, just tell me."
"Thank you, Senior Song." Chu Li clasped his fists.
Lao Song hurriedly waved his hand: "You don't have to be so polite. I'm old Song Lin, just call me Lao Song."
Chu Li smiled and nodded.
Song Chengzhi saw the two old men striding in and frowned secretly, but a smile appeared on his face: "Old Zhao, Old Tang."
"Hall Master!" The two old men clasped their fists and sat down on the two Taishi chairs.
The round-faced old man said in a deep voice: "I heard that the hall wants to admit a god from the lower world into the hall?"
"You guys are really well-informed." Song Chengzhi smiled.
The round-faced old man said: "Master, this news has spread throughout Bailu Hall, how could we not know about it!"
Song Chengzhi said: "Yes, I have already recruited Chu Li into Bailu Hall."
"Master, is this against the rules?" The thin old man who had been sitting silently said in a deep voice: "There are rules in the Yushi Hall, and the rules cannot be broken."
"So, the two deputy hall masters will not let Chu Li enter the hall?" Song Chengzhi narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Although Chu Li's martial arts is strong, he cannot break the rules because of this. He cannot enter the hall." The two said solemnly.