Of course, time is not a problem. The key is that you will find the right world next time, and you still have to go through what you are doing now?

It’s better to try it out and solve it at once to avoid leaving the problem.

The problem remains, and it will eventually be solved.

Five years later, Yang Pan had lasted for a full fifteen years and finally completed the last step.

I saw that the Zhuxian Formation Map narrowed to a radius of 100 meters and swallowed the world in one bite.

The Zhuxian Formation Map is now different from the past, and the picture has become a world of different origin and can be called the treasure of formation.

As Yang Pan thought about it, he took back the Zhuxian Formation Map, then opened the door of time travel, and left without any nostalgia.

After the world was swallowed, the chaotic airflow began to flow backwards. I believe that this void would be filled soon.

No one would have thought that there was a small world in this location.

This experience of using the world as material to refine magic weapons is definitely a rare experience and experience for a monk below the soul and who has not yet become an immortal.

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The gate of travel appeared in the original location of the Shenbing Villa, and Yang Pan walked out of the door with his tired body.

Shangguan Chenxi noticed the movement and quickly showed up. Seeing that it was Yang Pan, he happily greeted him: "Young Master, you are back."

Yang Pan let Shangguan Chenxi support him, pressing half of his weight on Shangguan Chenxi, and sighed softly: "I'm so tired, help me go to the hot springs and prepare a table of hearty wine and food for me."

Shangguan Chenxi was also surprised. You must know how Yang Pan's cultivation level was so tired?

Could it be that there was a fierce fight with someone? The problem is that it is different. Yang Pan has no trace of injury. Besides, Shangguan Chenxi doesn't believe that there are monks of the same level who can fight Yang Pan in a difficult way.

"Young master, are you okay? How could you be so tired? You won't have a rest for five years, right?" Shangguan Chenxi asked. Fifteen years there, but only five years have passed here. This is the time difference.

"It's not just five years. I've been refining treasures in the other world for fifteen years, and I can't relax for a moment." Yang Pan replied depressedly.

"I haven't had a rest for fifteen years, can you hold on?" Shangguan Chenxi said in shock. No wonder Yang Pan was so tired.

The monks are not a bad thing. It’s nothing if you don’t rest for a year or two, but it’s really crazy if you don’t rest for fifteen years.

Yang Pan sighed lightly and said, "You have to hold on if you can't hold on, but fortunately, you finally succeeded. This fatigue is worth it."

Yang Pan soaked in the hot spring and breathed a long and comfortable breath.

It's really not easy.

Shangguan Chenxi also prepared wine and food very quickly.

Not long after, a table of hearty wine and food was prepared, and Shangguan Chenxi sent it to the hot spring pool.

Then Shangguan Chenxi also went to the hot spring, served Yang Pan for a meal, and gave him a massage.

Just massage. Comrades who think too much should brainwash themselves. Recently, divine beasts appear, harmony is the most important.

Yang Pan is a monk at the realm of Yin Shen Dharma and has long been indifferent to the desires of men and women.

"Ah, it's better to be at home. Unfortunately, for our monks, we can only be home for the world." Yang Pan sighed lightly, then drank a glass of wine, and breathed comfortably.

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Chapter completed!