Chapter 357: Keep a Low Profile Again
Yan Xu, who was completely exhausted, sat cross-legged there, his Taoist robe swaying, making him look even more emaciated.

"It's almost over." Yan Xu, who had recovered a little, said weakly, and it was obvious how weak he was. However, he didn't know that there would be such a hidden danger when improving his realm. Obviously, there was no problem when he improved to Cover the Sun.

However, after suffering a loss, Yan Xu also discovered the problem, that is, his realm has been improved, but his strength has not kept up.

The system can improve one's realm, but whether one can sustain it depends on one's own accumulation.

Therefore, as he began to practice Nong Wan, all his energy and spirit was absorbed into his Dantian and transformed into a half-gaseous and half-liquid thing like a nebula.

According to Yan Xu's understanding, the beginning of making pills is considered the Jindan stage, so before this mass of stuff turns into liquid and completely stabilizes, his energy and spirit will be continuously drained away. In other words, no matter how much he eats and drinks now, he cannot change the current situation. How can he stay calm when he is about to enter a new world?

In fact, this is still good, because his previous accumulation is quite solid, so it can meet the minimum requirements of the current realm, and even advance the progress to nearly one-half.

Without such accumulation, what would be taken away is his lifespan and potential.

The worst thing is that if the minimum needs cannot be met after all the health points are removed, then the loss outweighs the gain, and the improved realm cannot be stabilized. It can be said that one loses both the wife and the army.

He rubbed his eyebrows, and the sagging skin made him smile bitterly. He propped himself up and looked in the mirror. Wow, I would believe you if you said you were fifty years old.

It is too late to make up for the deficit now. Even if we invite those great Chinese medicine practitioners from the late Qing Dynasty and provide them with plenty of precious medicinal materials, it is simply unrealistic to make up for the deficit in a short period of time when our energy and vitality are constantly being drained away.

Therefore, we must find another way, otherwise entering the new world this time will be very dangerous.

After this lesson, Yan Xu became more cautious when choosing the Earthly Evil Technique again.

He can drive away gods, summon and dispatch mountain gods and land gods, and can also command all kinds of monsters, ghosts and yellow turban warriors.

This is the one Yan Xu kept after giving up many of the Earthly Evil Techniques he had previously considered.

Exorcising gods sounds good, but this magic relies most on strength and background. If you are not strong enough and have no background, even if you call the gods, you don't see whether the other party will give you face. You might even slap them to death.

With Yan Xu's strength, if he didn't prepare the offerings, even if he called the mountain god and the land god, he would still not be given face.

This is true for mountain gods and land gods, not to mention those gods with names and surnames.

Fortunately, Yan Xu has no shortage of subordinates. Shikigami such as Zhiniang, as well as several immortals such as Azhenpo, are all suitable as targets for exorcising gods.

When it is difficult for him to stand up from his own deficit, relying on external objects to fight becomes Yan Xu's best option, so he decides to be a Pokémon trainer and use the props method.

After some preparations, Yan Xu, wearing a low-key Taoist robe, with a gourd hanging around his waist, a peach wood sword on his back, and a package in his hand, arrived in the new world in a blink of an eye.

This time he was lucky. He found himself not far from a city. Yan Xu nodded, stomped his feet hard, and walked back and forth in the grove several times, trying to get some dust on himself to make himself look like he had come a long way. Then he walked towards the city gate calmly.

Yan Xu was a little emotional as he walked. He was from an ancient background. In the Ming Dynasty, he was Yuan Hua Zhenren, a god who came down to earth. But here, he had to be low-key and cautious. There was no other way. The Immortal Burial World was the first big world he had experienced. Although it had been broken according to the information provided by the bronze door, resulting in a large amount of essence loss, the level cap was still extremely high, so high that even in his prime, he was just a grandson in this world.

In fact, this is very normal. The geniuses in the mortal world are blessed with great fortune. Breaking through the realm is as easy as drinking water and eating. Finally, they break through the void and ascend to the upper realm. However, they can only become low-level soldiers of the heavenly court. They will not even have a chance to fight the Great Sage.

Even in the few worlds that Yan Xu had experienced before, he didn't dare to say that he was the best in the world, let alone the big world with a higher ceiling, so how could he not be low-key and act like a grandson?

After entering Shiyu County, the first thing Yan Xu saw was stones all over the streets. Many people were molesting them in various ways. Hugging and hugging was nothing at all, smelling and licking was also normal, and only those who directly opened their clothes and used the most tender skin on their body to feel the jade aura were considered the big guys.

Yan Xu had heard of gambling on stones, but had never seen it, and he didn't know whether these people were crazy compared to reality.

As usual, I found a restaurant, but didn't dare to do anything fancy. I just ordered two vegetarian dishes and a bowl of noodles.

In fact, in most worlds with ancient backgrounds, those who dare to yell at the waiter for two pounds of beef are usually not very smart. Because productivity was insufficient in ancient times, cattle, as large livestock, were not allowed to be slaughtered. If they were killed, the government would arrest the person.

Even powerful people can only eat injured cows with broken legs. As for whether it is true or not, they have to avoid it and not let others find fault with it.

The vegetarian dishes lacked oil and salt and were as good as boiled in water. The noodles were rough and had a bad taste, making the combination even more difficult to swallow. However, Yan Xu ate without changing his expression because most of his attention was focused on listening to the conversations of all kinds of people in the restaurant.

They finished the meal, not even a drop of noodle soup was left. Yan Xu took out a silver coin to pay for the meal, and then said he wanted to stay in the hotel.

"I am used to quietness. Is there any secluded room in the store?" Yan Xu said to the waiter with a smile.

"The restaurant has several rooms in the backyard, which are prepared for the caravans. Now is not the day for the caravan to come. If you don't mind, Taoist priest, I can prepare a room for you." The waiter thought for a moment and said immediately.

"Then I'll trouble the waiter." Yan Xu picked up a few copper coins and stuffed them into the waiter's hands. The waiter grinned and hurried to the backyard to help clean up.

Although it is said to be a few side rooms, it is actually a relatively independent courtyard with a stable, a well, and a stove. If a caravan comes, it can be completely self-sufficient.

Because he was given a few coins, the waiter did not open the large bunk bed on one side, but opened the independent room reserved for the caravan owner.

The waiter fetched well water to wipe the seat casually a few times. I can't say whether it is clean or not, but at least there is no dust. However, even if the window is opened, there is still a musty smell. It is obvious that no one has lived here for some time.

After thanking the waiter again, Yan Xu lifted the mattress. The strange smell made it difficult for him to adapt, so he simply took out the cushion and meditated to practice martial arts, trying to fill the gap as soon as possible and restore his lost energy.

Because he had just started practicing Nong Wan, the method of practicing Jindan was all in his mind. Yan Xu entered into a state of meditation almost instantly and felt the difference immediately.

Yan Xu has practiced in several worlds. The effect was best in the Ming Dynasty, a little worse in the late Qing Dynasty, but compared with the Immortal Burial World, it is not on the same level at all.

For the first time, he clearly felt the so-called spiritual energy of heaven and earth being drawn into his dantian bit by bit and becoming a part of his cultivation. This feeling made him addicted, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already dark.

(End of this chapter)