Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Art of the Immortals

In an instant, the gray-robed old man appeared in the sky above Li Zhuo's house, and the house could not block the gray-robed old man's sight at all, and at this moment, the items placed in front of Li Zhuo and the spirit stone in his hand were all in his eyes.

"Spirit stone?" the gray-robed old man's eyes froze, and then his cuffs waved.

Li Zhuo was still observing the spirit stone in his hand at this time, and suddenly he was horrified to find that the space around him was visibly distorted, and then he appeared in a closed space in the next second.

After calming down a little, Li Zhuo looked around, and suddenly there was an old man in gray robe floating in the middle of the space, and at this moment, the old man was also looking at Li Zhuo.

Seeing this scene, Li Zhuo's heart shook violently, oh my God! Is this an immortal? Floating in the air! If this is not magic, then it can only be a magic technique.

Li Zhuo knew that the old man in front of him must be the latter, after all, the way the old man recruited him just now was really incredible, as if the space of the legend moved.

Li Zhuo was a little speechless, he had just determined that there should really be cultivators in this world, and in the next second, such people appeared, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Seeing that the old man didn't mean to speak first, Li Zhuo said with some caution: "Old fairy, did your old man get me the boy?"

The gray-robed old man didn't answer Li Zhuo, only to see him stretch out his hand towards the wall on his left hand and wave, and a ray of light instantly flew out from his hand, hitting the wall and spreading out to the entire wall, and after a while, the entire wall became like a screen.

Li Zhuo's stunned old sight was too subversive of his outlook on life, but this was far from over, just after the wall turned into a screen, and then the sounds and pictures that appeared on the screen made Li Zhuo feel like he had seen a ghost.

What appeared on it was the scene where Li Zhuo took out the contents of the suitcase in his home just now, and it felt like he had recorded it all by Li Zhuo's side and was now playing it again.

I saw that Li Zhuo in the picture took out the items in the suitcase one by one, and then finally picked up the storage pill bottle, and after a while, the storage pill bottle disappeared from Li Zhuo's hand, and a spirit stone appeared in his hand.

The picture on the wall disappeared here, but Li Zhuo's heart set off a storm, what is this?!!?

The gray-robed old man slowly fell from the sky, and the old man Li Zhuo said for the first time, "Do you know what ability you use?"

Li Zhuo was a little nervous when he heard this, and the old man in front of him was really terrifying for the ability shown by this gray-robed old man.

Although he knew the function of this ability of his own, he had to say what kind of ability it was, and Li Zhuo was not sure.

Shaking his head, Li Zhuo said, "Old immortal, the kid doesn't know. ”

The old man in the gray robe heard Li Zhuo call himself like this, and he didn't defend himself.

Li Zhuo knew that the current situation was unbearable, and all his fate was handed over to the gray-robed old man in front of him.

The gray-robed old man sat cross-legged on the ground, glanced at Li Zhuo, and then closed his eyes.

Li Zhuo could only stand aside, waiting for the fall, this feeling really made him aggrieved and crazy, obviously thinking that after he had such an ability to defy the sky, he would definitely become a legend, and he would become a prisoner in the blink of an eye.

A quarter of an hour, an hour, an hour.

The gray-robed old man didn't move, and just when Li Zhuo was impatient, the gray-robed old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Li Zhuo.

"Your fate is weird!"

"What?"

The gray-robed old man said: "I know that you have wireless curiosity and horror in your heart now, you don't have to be nervous, I have no ill will towards you, and even a big opportunity for you." ”

When Li Zhuo heard this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he didn't know why he heard that the old man had no ill will towards him, he believed the old man's words from the bottom of his heart.

The gray-robed old man pointed to the lower grade spirit stone in Li Zhuo's hand and said, "Do you know what this is?"

Li Zhuo kept a heart in his heart and shook his head: "I don't know." ”

The gray-robed old man seemed to fall into a distant memory, and then said slowly: "Ten thousand years ago, ......"

"Ten thousand years ago?!!" Li Zhuo's jaw dropped.