After wiping out the The heavenly wolf gang, Jing Yan had nearly 20 top-quality The heavenly wolf gang.
Then, when Ran Hou was killed in Soul cliff, he got a few top-quality Lingshi, which added up to 22 top-quality Lingshi.
The promotion of the inborn realm required a lot of energy support, so Jing Yan not only took out a large number of ordinary Lingshi, but also took out 22 top-grade Lingshi.
At this moment, Jing Yan was undoubtedly a little nervous and excited.
Although, he had previously been promoted to the innate state. However, the concept of being born at that time was completely different from the concept of being born now.
Even Jing Yan, who had not yet been promoted to the realm of nature, could easily defeat himself when he was already at the realm of nature.
How strong would he be if he were to be promoted to a natural success?
Jing Yan himself was not sure.
"Let's begin!"
Jing Yan, took the green potion in his hand.
A ray of light flickered in his eyes, then faded away.
The taste of the medicine was so bitter that Jing Yan could not help but frown. Still, he swallowed all the medicine.
A ball of fire, as if in the abdomen, burned.
All the energy in the meridians of the martial arts suddenly circulated and boiled.
It was like adding some water to a pot of boiling oil.
Subconsciously, Jing Yan operated the first divine power in the sky and controlled the energy that was almost out of control.
"What a horrible potion!"
Before he used it, although Heavenly Water had said that the drug would play a very important role in helping him to ascend to the birth level. But Jing Yan had never experienced it and could not imagine how effective it would be.
At this point, Jing Yan understood.
Restrain your mind and focus all your consciousness on controlling the energy in the meridians of the martial arts.
As Jing Yan continued to absorb the effects of the medicine, his momentum continued to rise.
The energy in the meridians of the martial arts circulates continuously to the abdomen and then condenses.
In Jing Yan's abdomen, a whirlpool of mist gradually formed.
This whirlpool, among martial artists, is called the mist whirlpool.
Only by advancing to an innate martial artist can a fog whirlpool form. And the condensation of the fog whirlpool is also the most difficult part in the whole process of promotion.
When condensing the whirlpool of fog, the warrior must not make any mistakes. Once the fog whirlpool becomes unstable, it will collapse, the fog whirlpool collapses, and the breakthrough and promotion will completely fail. Failure to break through would have a very serious impact on the spirit of a martial artist, resulting in this martial artist, for a long time to come, could not try to break through and promote again.
"Ning!" Jing Yan's mind kept pounding.
So far, his fog has condensed smoothly. With the aid of the medicine, the fog whirlpool was condensed into a prototype without any obstacles.
Heavenly Water, the potion made by jiao jingyan, was obviously the most effective in condensing the fog whirlpool.
Generally speaking, it takes at least a few days or more to condense the fog whirlpool into its original form when a martial artist ascends to the innate level. But jingyan, it only takes one day, which is the effect of the medicine. Moreover, during the process of condensation, there were no obstacles.
The next step is to consolidate the fog and stabilize it.
This part is also very important. The initial formation of the fog whirlpool was only half the success, and the subsequent consolidation, if it failed, would also be a complete failure.
Jing Yan did not dare to relax or be careless. He began to absorb the energy of the best Lingshi.
Under the operation of the first divine power in the sky, the primordial energy in the top-grade Lingshi turned into a wave of water flowing into Jing Yan's body. Through the meridians of the martial arts, they finally entered the mist.
At this point, Jing Yan himself could also see clearly from the inside that the fog in his abdomen was growing.
So far, Jing Yan's swirling fog was only the size of a thumb. By the time the whirlpool had grown to the size of a fist, it would have succeeded even if it had stabilized.
Jing Yan was very familiar with this process because he had a prior experience of promotion. He knew where his promotion had gone and what else he needed to pay attention to.
A top-notch Lingshi!
Two top-quality Lingshi!
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Jing Yan's fog whirlpool, the consolidation, the required vitality, obviously far away than the average martial artist. His own vitality was too strong, coupled with the sky's first divine power, this kind of work against the sky, he condensed the fog whirlpool, the power that can be triggered, is not something that ordinary martial artists can imagine.
Jing Yan didn't care about wasting his energy.
The more resources he expends now, the more terrifying it will be when he breaks through.
Time, little by little.
Sunrise, sunset, day after day.
In the blink of an eye, it had been a week since Jing Yan had been promoted.
On this day, Jing Yan's body, sitting cross-legged, slightly shook.
At this very moment, Jing Yan could clearly feel the fog swirling around her abdomen, forming a close connection with her body and becoming a part of her body.
Yuan qi, from the mist to the meridians of the martial arts, from the meridians of the martial arts to the mist, operates with incomparable ease.
Jing Yan knew that he had succeeded, that he had been promoted.
"Hoo!" Jing Yan took a long breath, opened his eyes, and looked around. In his eyes, a bright light surged.
Inborn!
Finally, he was once again promoted to the state of being born.
Jing yan shook his hand.
In the beginning, the realm kept falling, from the innate realm, to only three days of martial arts. That period of time was undoubtedly very dark for Jing Yan. Another person might not be able to accept the blow and give up or even reincarnate. But Jing Yan didn't give up. He kept insisting.
Now back to the innate realm, it is also the innate realm, but his current strength, has been able to throw away the strength he had in the past a few blocks.
Feeling the fog whirlpool and the vigorous energy in the meridians of martial arts, Jing Yan's mouth slowly curved.
Instead of getting up, he continued to use the Lingshi to absorb the vitality of the Lingshi. In front of the Lingshi, which was piled up, Jing Yan took out a portion of the Lingshi. There were several hundred of them. He placed his palm on top of the spirit stone pile and began to absorb the energy.
Although the energy contained in the ordinary Lingshi was far less pure than that of the top-grade Lingshi, Jing Yan could only temporarily use the ordinary Lingshi to continue filling up the mist whirlpool in his abdomen. Because all of his 22 top-quality Lingshi had turned into dust.
The resources he consumed for his promotion were so terrifying.