In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a XNUMX/XNUMX relationship with anyone

the other side.

As the system prompted two-thirds of the task, Li Zhoujun had returned to the teahouse.

However, the atmosphere in the teahouse at this time was somewhat solidified.

I saw a sloppy old man with white hair sitting on the chair by the window carelessly.

Next to the old man, a petite and cute maid's eyes were red, like a little doormat. She stared at the sloppy old man in aggrieved manner and said: "Senior, you've already gone out to order once, and you're still here? You're not such a bully. Bar?"

"Hey, little girl, old man, I love this sip of tea in your teahouse. When I become famous, old man, I will return this tea money to your teahouse." The sloppy old man grinned, showing his yellowed teeth.

"Senior, if you don't pay for last time's tea, I will call someone else!" the little maid said angrily.

She was almost taken advantage of. During this time, she heard that the Immortal Flower had appeared, and that many mixed people came to Fenglin Continent. Many of them drank Bawang Tea, but many of them were taught a lesson by the secret masters in the tea house.

But it is inevitable that there are a few shameless and powerful beings who ran away without paying for the tea before the secret masters in the teahouse could react. Perhaps these beings had forgotten about it.

But every time she was given Bawang Tea, she could only helplessly use her wages to advance part of the tea price. If she continued like this, she would almost end up working for the teahouse!

"Scream, scream, no one can catch up to me." The sloppy old man said with a smile, and after saying that, he showed a hint of the aura of a ninth-grade saint.

After the little maid noticed this aura, she suddenly felt like crying. How did these unreasonable guys who only want to have sex for free and buckle and sosou become ninth-grade saints?

The owner of their teahouse seems to be a ninth-level saint.

But you, a ninth-grade saint, don’t need this little tea money?

It's too much!

Thinking about it, the little maid was about to shed tears of grievance. It seemed that she had to suffer the loss of being dumb again.

Originally, there were some tea patrons around who wanted to stand up and complain when they saw the sloppy old man bullying the little maid. However, after realizing that the sloppy old man was a ninth-grade saint, they all fell silent.

Nowadays, the powerful Tianzun gathered in Fenglin Continent are basically competing for the Immortal Flower. If they don't grab the Immortal Flower, they probably won't stay in Fenglin Continent for a long time.

This sloppy old man can be regarded as the tiger is not at home at this time, and the monkey is the king.

But at this time, Li Zhoujun recognized this little maid as the one who received him in the first place.

"Fellow Taoist, it's not good to drink Bawang tea." At this time, Li Zhoujun walked to the side of the little maid.

When the little maid heard someone speaking for herself, she looked back in surprise, feeling very moved. After all, no one wanted to get angry for no reason.

However, when the little maid saw Li Zhoujun, her eyes widened and she gritted her teeth and said, "It's you!"

Obviously, the little maid recognized Li Zhoujun.

She felt that she would recognize Li Zhoujun even if he turned into ashes!

Because Li Zhoujun also drank Bawang tea at the beginning.

In fact, it’s okay to drink Bawang Tea. After all, there are many people drinking Bawang Tea, but the key point is that the tea this guy ordered is the most expensive tea in their restaurant!

"Huh? Do you recognize me?" Li Zhoujun was slightly surprised, then smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I came here this time just to pay for the tea last time. Last time I left in a hurry because I had something to do and didn't have time to pay. "

When the little maid heard this, her anger subsided slightly, she blinked and asked, "Really?"

"Little girl, do you know who this is? What does he gain by lying to you?" At this moment, a sturdy young man walked in from the door of the tea house with a smile.

When the visitor appeared, everyone present looked attentively.

"Stone Emperor!"

"Why is he here?"

"Isn't this strange? Apart from not coming to this teahouse during this period of time, Shihuang was a frequent visitor in the past."

Everyone present obviously recognized the person.

The Stone Emperor is a well-known heavenly monk on the Fenglin Continent. The kingdom he founded, the Divine Stone Dynasty, is the so-called eternal kingdom on the Fenglin Continent!

"Ning Qing has met the Stone Emperor." The little maid also said to the Stone Emperor respectfully at this time.

The Stone Emperor often came to their Jade Tea House to drink tea. There were rumors that the Stone Emperor had a very good relationship with the owner of their Jade Tea House.

"The Stone Emperor has met the Qing Emperor." At this time, the Stone Emperor cupped his hands towards Li Zhoujun and said.

"Do you recognize me?" Li Zhoujun was slightly stunned.

"Hahaha, Emperor Qing is joking. Just now, I can still vividly remember the scene where you first fought against the Great Heavenly Lord of the Eight Tribulations of the Western Region by yourself, and then chatted and laughed with the Immortal Heavenly Lord." The Stone Emperor said with a smile: "I I am a close friend with the owner of this teahouse, but he has been traveling to the West Sea recently. During this time, I have no time to come and take care of the teahouse because of the Immortal Flower. Speaking of which, after Qing Emperor leaves, I plan to come here. I took a sip of hot tea and unexpectedly met the Qing Emperor here."

As Emperor Shi finished speaking, everyone present looked at Li Zhoujun in shock.

Fight against the Great Heavenly Lord of the West alone?

And then chatted and laughed with the Immortal Lord?

Is this young man named Qingdi so powerful? !

However, they believe that the words of the Stone Emperor are not false, and that the Stone Emperor is a Heavenly Lord, and being able to show such respect to the Qing Emperor also means that his strength is at least as high as that of a Heavenly Lord.

The little maid Ning Qing glanced at Li Zhoujun blankly, but hesitated to speak.

She knew that Li Zhoujun was very strong. After all, if he wasn't strong, he wouldn't have been able to run away under the noses of the middle-level saints who secretly maintained order in the teahouse. But she didn't expect that Li Zhoujun was so strong that he could fight alone in the west. The Great God, chatting and laughing with the Immortal God?

No matter which one of these two people is mentioned, they can represent that they are the most magnificent people today!

At this time, Li Zhoujun was also a little flattered by Shi Huang's words. After all, who doesn't like to hear flattery, but Li Zhoujun still smiled calmly.

At this time, the Stone Emperor smiled and said to the young maid Ning Qing: "The Qing Emperor's tea money will be on my head."

After the words fell, the Stone Emperor's eyes fell on the sloppy old man, his eyes narrowed slightly: "I heard what you just said."

However, the sloppy old man at this time was already trembling with fear.

When Li Zhoujun just stood up and spoke to the little maid, he still wanted to quarrel with Li Zhoujun. Now it seems that it is lucky that the Stone Emperor appeared in time, otherwise he might not even know how to die.

By the way, he is not from Fenglin Continent, and he doesn’t know the details of the tea house. If he knew that the tea house had such a strong background and was backed by a strong man named Tian Zun, he would not dare to drink Bawang tea!

"Ahem, what's that? The old man is just teasing this girl. After all, the old man is also a ninth-level saint. He can still afford the tea money. I am the same as Qing Emperor. In fact, this time I am also here to pay off the tea money from last time. Yes!" The sloppy old man said quickly and confidently.

The Stone Emperor snorted coldly: "Who do you think you are, worthy of being compared with the Qing Emperor? But you are also a ninth-grade saint after all. Don't you feel embarrassed if you drink Bawang tea?"

Although the sloppy old man really wanted to tell the Stone Emperor that he was a ninth-level saint who had cultivated through savings, but when he thought about his strength at the Tianzun level, the sloppy old man still smiled and paid the money to the little maid, and then became dejected. gone.