Introduction: During the retreat, due to a small accident, Shuhua Immortal, the leader of the world of immortality and the ancestor of the first immortal sect, was accidentally sealed by the formation he had just developed.
Shuhua: Oh no, it can't be opened inside!
What should I do?
The validity of this formation must be determined based on the cultivation level of the people trapped in the formation.
The higher your cultivation level, the longer you will be locked up.
There are 3,800 large and small defensive barriers in the coat, and it's useless even if you shout at them.
Immortal Shuhua looked at his golden cultivation. . . Silence.
The first hundred years.
Someone asked, "Why haven't you seen Shuhua Immortal Lord for so many years?"
The elder stroked his beard and looked at the mountains in the distance and said: The immortal is enlightening.
The fifth hundred years...
The disciple asked, "I heard that there was a very powerful immortal in our immortal sect a hundred years ago. Master, does this matter?"
The elder said: There is indeed such a person.
The eight hundredth year...
The new student asked, "Elder, have you ever heard of the 'Immortal Lord'?"
The elder said: Who is that?
Shuhua Immortal "... Wait for me to come out!"
It has been almost a thousand years. When the Immortal Lord finally came out and planned to talk to others, he found that no one seemed to recognize him. . .
Shuhua "... Do I have a public face?"
Except for one person, of course.
Demon Lord "So it's you, Birdman!"
Immortal Lord: "Long time no see, thief."
What a touching farewell!