In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a 50/50 relationship with anyone

in the hall.

Li Zhoujun and Emperor Fumeng sat opposite each other.

"This wine is an old wine that I have treasured for many years. Three cups can knock out the eleventh level of eternity, and half a bottle can make the twelfth level of eternity drunk. I will fill it up for my benefactor!"

Emperor Fu Meng said this, took out a bottle of old wine with a fragrant smell, and poured it into the cup in front of Li Zhoujun.

"Thank you." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"What are you thanking me for?" Emperor Fu Meng glared, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even be able to smell the aroma of this wine today."

Li Zhoujun smiled and said nothing.

After three rounds of drinking.

Emperor Fumeng looked at Li Zhoujun drunkenly, and found that Li Zhoujun looked normal after drinking. He couldn't help but admired: "My benefactor has a good alcohol tolerance!"

"Thank you, thank you." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

This wine is extremely strong. If Li Zhoujun did not have a 50-50 ability, I am afraid that even with Li Zhoujun's eternal eighth-level cultivation, he would be completely chilled if he drank this wine.

"By the way, didn't my benefactor say that he needed my help with something?" Emperor Fu Meng asked Li Zhoujun in confusion.

Li Zhoujun nodded and said, "I have a friend who has reached the eleventh level of eternal cultivation. His body is corroded by the residual soul of the demon god, and he needs the emperor's help to dispel it."

Emperor Fu Meng was stunned at first, then he burst into laughter: "My benefactor, are you kidding me? Can't you solve this little thing with just a flick of your finger?"

Li Zhoujun shook his head: "I still need the Emperor's help in this matter."

Emperor Fu Meng saw that Li Zhoujun didn't look like he was joking, so he became serious and said, "If that's the case, then Fu Meng will do his best to resolve this matter. I just don't know where my benefactor's friend is now."

At this time, Emperor Fu Meng was very confused.

If an Eternal Eleventh-Rank cultivator had his body corroded by the remnant soul of the Demon God, but did not die immediately, it means that the power of the remnant soul of the Demon God should not be strong either.

With Li Zhoujun and the Thirteenth Throne having equal strength, it is definitely enough to solve the problem easily.

But Li Zhoujun entrusted this matter to him.

Could it be that this benefactor of mine has some unspeakable secret?

Or do you want to keep a low profile and hide your strength?

"Li Zhoujun, where have you been, you little brat!"

At this moment, an anxious old man's voice resounded throughout the Infinite Thunder Realm.

The person who came was none other than the Saint of Reality and Falsehood who had rushed here.

At the same time, Emperor Fu Meng's face changed, and he looked at Li Zhoujun and asked, "This old man actually dared to call my benefactor by his name, I will slap him to death!"

Li Zhoujun smiled and said, "Emperor, calm down. The friend that Li mentioned whose body was corroded by the power of the residual soul of the demon god is him."

"it's him?"

Emperor Fu Meng was surprised.

"I'll go pick him up here." Li Zhoujun said.

"I will go with my benefactor." Emperor Fu Meng said hurriedly.

Li Zhoujun pressed his palm down, signaling Emperor Fumeng that he didn't need to stand up.

Emperor Fu Meng also understood what Li Zhoujun meant: "Then I will wait for my benefactor here."

Li Zhoujun nodded and left.

The Saint of Void and Reality looked at the empty Infinite Thunder Domain without a single living being, and his heart sank.

If something really happened to Li Zhoujun, he would not be able to face Mr. Qin again.

"Why are you here?" At this moment, Li Zhoujun appeared in front of the Saint of Void and Reality.

When Saint Xu Shi saw the intact Li Zhoujun, his eyes widened immediately: "You kid, you're not dead?"

Li Zhoujun: "..."

"You smell like alcohol, have you been drinking?" The Saint of Reality and Falsehood sniffed his nose, and after smelling the alcohol on Li Zhoujun, he was immediately furious, "I have been searching for you for so long, and I have come here to look for you despite the dangers of the Infinite Thunder Region. You are actually drinking? You have a very bad conscience! Also, I hate people who drink the most in my life!"

Li Zhoujun held his forehead with his hand.

Even if one does not try to dispel the general smell of alcohol, it is difficult for it to remain on one's body, because Li Zhoujun's current cultivation level has already reached a pure body.

But Emperor Fu Meng’s wine is not ordinary wine. Even if you are an Eternal Twelfth-Level cultivator, the aroma of the wine will remain on your body if you don’t try to dispel it.

Li Zhoujun said with a smile: "Mr. Xushi, please calm down. I drank for you."

"For me?" Saint Xu Shi was stunned.

Li Zhoujun nodded: "Emperor Fumeng agreed to help dispel the remaining power of the demon spirit in Mr. Xushi's body, but he has to drink enough wine for three days."

"What...what?" The Saint of Reality and Falsehood widened his eyes. "You kid, did you lie to me?"

"No." Li Zhoujun shook his head.

The scene changes.

in the hall.

"You two, I'll do it first!"

The Saint of Reality and Void raised his wine glass and toasted Li Zhoujun and Emperor Fumeng with a red face and thick neck.

"Drink slowly, drink slowly!"

Emperor Fu Meng saw that Saint Xu Shi drank very hard, and was afraid that Saint Xu Shi would not be able to withstand the power of the wine and drink himself to death.

Li Zhoujun teased, "Mr. Xushi, aren't you the person who hates drinking the most in your life?"

The Saint of Reality and Fakeness glanced at Li Zhoujun and said, "I did say that I hate people who drink the most, but I didn't say that I can't drink myself, right?"

After saying that, Saint Xu Shi hurriedly poured wine for Emperor Fu Meng, with a flattering look on his face: "Emperor, this old man toasts you a glass!"

"Okay, okay, old sir, please drink slowly." Emperor Fu Meng said, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

He was really afraid that the Saint of Virtual Reality would send him away, and if that happened, he would have a hard time explaining to Li Zhoujun.

Two glasses of wine down.

Saint Xu Shi felt stars flashing before his eyes. He looked at Li Zhoujun and couldn't help asking his own questions: "How did you know the Emperor? How come there is no living being in the Infinite Thunder Region except the three of us? Also, when I came here, why did I hear the Emperor call you his benefactor? Did I hear it wrong?"

Li Zhoujun smiled slightly, poured a glass of wine for the Saint of Reality and Falsehood, and said with a smile: "Let's talk after we finish this glass of wine."

"drink!"

As the Saint of Reality and Falsehood said this, he tilted his head back to drink the third glass of wine, then fell drunkenly on the table with a plop.

Emperor Fu Meng said to Li Zhoujun with lingering fear: "My benefactor, I am really afraid that your friend will drink himself to death here. Now it seems that I can't get drunk with you for three days and three nights."

Li Zhoujun chuckled: "Then I'll leave my friend Li to the Emperor."

"Don't worry, benefactor." Emperor Fu Meng patted his chest and said, "I will take care to dispel the remaining power of the demon spirit in his body."

"Thank you." Li Zhoujun toasted Emperor Fu Meng.

"It's just a small matter." After Emperor Fu Meng returned Li Zhoujun's cup, he asked Li Zhoujun, "If my friend asks how we met, how should I answer?"

Li Zhoujun chuckled: "Your Majesty, please do as you please."

"Then I will tell you the truth." Emperor Fu Meng said, "I wonder what your plan is next?"

Li Zhoujun smiled and said, "I don't have any plans. I'll just walk around and stop wherever I feel comfortable."

"My benefactor is so happy." Emperor Fu Meng envied, "After completing the tasks assigned by my benefactor, I will go and bring back the creatures from the Infinite Thunder Region."

the other side.

Demon Abyss, Temple of Seventy-two Demon Gods.

"Li Zhoujun, the Eternal Continent's Southern Region, the Eternal Ninth Order Blue Emperor?" After listening to his subordinates' report, the Thirteenth Throne smiled slightly, "He's hiding pretty well. Sooner or later, we'll have another battle. It won't be long."