Wang Mei stood in place for only a cup of tea, and had a vague idea in her heart, so she slowly approached the nearest stalagmite, the stone pattern on this stalagmite is dominated by red, blue and green three colors of interlaced rings, each ring also carries a different wave line, at a specific point, these all wave lines are towering upward. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This ripple seems very simple, but the ripples of each group of rings are different, and even the rings of each color have subtle differences. Looking at a stalagmite, Wang Mei only felt that his eyes were very sore, and the annular ripples just now, even with Wang Mei's memory, were only a memory.

If this continues, let alone eighty stalagmites, it is already a miracle that she can complete half of the stone pattern in twenty-four hours. However, since the Dao Master of the Xuancheng Sect said that she could get the inheritance, it was impossible to set a completely meaningless test for her.

Yes, she is carrying out the inheritance of the formation pattern, and the female voice before specially gave her the elixir that can restore her divine consciousness, does it mean that the screening and memory of these stone patterns are actually similar to the Vientiane bamboo pattern?! Or could they be read not with the eyes, but with the senses?

Wang Mei thought about it, she first calmed her mind, and after about a stick of incense, she turned her consciousness into a big net and slowly covered the stalagmite in front of her.

Sure enough, looking at it with divine sense, the appearance of this stalagmite was immediately different. The whole stalagmite is indeed composed of three kinds of energy, but it is not composed of one ring at a time, but is intricately entangled together, and Wang Mei knows that the sea has once again set off waves.

Once again, countless sandcastles were built and overthrown in a very short time. Until finally the three intricate symbols were refined by Wang Mei, and from the moment they were extracted, these three symbols began to dance as if they were alive in the sea of consciousness, intertwined with each other, and finally formed the same lines as the stalagmites.

This process seems simple, but it consumes Wang Mei's time for an hour. When the final three symbols were formed, the sand sea of Wang Mei's divine consciousness did not become dull this time like the last time he comprehended the Vientiane bamboo pattern, but due to the rotation and combination of these three symbols, Wang Mei's consciousness seemed to have an unknown change.

Wang Mei did not let go of this subtle change, any point of difference in the sea of knowledge will cause immeasurable variables, so the moment he felt the change, Wang Mei stopped the next stalagmite, and carefully realized the subtle differences in his knowledge of the sea.

At first, Wang Mei didn't find the change that gave her a strange feeling, however, a quarter of an hour passed, Wang Mei's hair hanging next to her cheek moved slightly, tickling the left side of her face, and then Wang Mei's eyes lit up - she knew what it was! There is wind in her sea of knowledge!

Although it is very small and subtle, for the first time in her sea of consciousness, there is a wind of her own!! Different from the flow brought by her walking, and different from the wind pressure brought by the jade rabbit's possession, this time, it is real, the wind naturally generated in her sea of consciousness!!

This realization made Wang Mei ecstatic, since the last time her sea of knowledge evolved, it had been a long, long time, and there was no change of her own within her sea of knowledge!

However, how could this change suddenly occur at this time? Could it be that those three symbols are the symbols that produce the wind?! Thinking of this, Wang Mei's eyes brightened even more - this was just the harvest she got from penetrating one stalagmite, if she had all eighty-one stalagmites......

Thinking of this, Wang Mei couldn't wait to adjust his state, and his divine consciousness turned into a net again, and he once again devoted himself to the study of stalagmites. As time passed, Wang Mei's speed became faster and faster, and after six hours, she had already comprehended half of the eighty stalagmites.

To be able to be so fast, of course, there are reasons why practice makes perfect, but more importantly, Wang Mei found that every time she comprehended a stalagmite, the symbols on the stalagmite would make her Zhihai change a little, and this little change seemed to bring her endless vitality to Zhihai.

This vitality is thriving, turning the originally lifeless sea of sand into a vibrant one, and even the small world in the sand grains has changed from lightning and thunder, endless gloom to gentle wind and drizzle, and even occasionally a trace of sunlight can be seen refracting through the inside of the sand.

These vitality formed one cycle after another, so that from time to time a gust of wind would blow over her current sand sea, and the blowing sand would roll and land in another place, and then collide with other sand grains, and then one of the sand grains would burst as if stimulated, emitting a scorching red light, and then this red light would contact the small clouds that appeared in the sky.

The clouds were stimulated by the red light, and the water gradually condensed, and then the clouds were thick, and there was a thunderclap, and it actually rained lightly.

Such a series of changes made Wang Mei happy, and at the same time, her divine sense growth surprised herself.

The most direct manifestation is that it took an hour for her to study the stone pattern of a stalagmite at the beginning, but now she can turn her divine consciousness into two large nets, covering the two stalagmites with her head alone, and then she knows that the sandcastles in the sea will rise from the ground at the same time, and then be ruthlessly destroyed by the "nature" in her knowledge of the sea.

Then, at a faster speed, new symbols were condensed, and these new symbols were like newborns, fused into her sea of consciousness again, and merged with the original symbols, reorganized, and formed a new formation.

All of this seemed to have pulled Wang Mei into a new world, the net of divine consciousness was spreading more and more, and the speed at which she could obtain refined information became faster and faster, and finally, in just five hours, Wang Mei had analyzed and condensed all eighty stalagmites.

In the end, she lived three hundred and fifty-five symbols, but it was not over yet, the female voice said that she needed to thoroughly comprehend the eighty-one formations, and now all the stalagmites together are only eighty formations, where is the last formation hidden?

Wang Mei stood among the many stalagmites, hesitated slightly, and finally seemed to have made up her mind, she suddenly closed her eyes, and her divine consciousness turned into an infinite huge net, completely enveloping the stone cave, including those stalagmites that were still dripping from above.

In this way, all the stalagmites with fluctuating energy were presented in her divine consciousness, but what was disappointing was that in the entire cave, only these eighty stalagmites had energy fluctuations.

Wang Mei did not give up on constructing the appearance of the entire cave mansion in her sea of consciousness, she didn't believe that she had obviously entered the Formation Pattern Palace, how could she not have the opportunity to inherit?

However, as soon as this idea came to her, she herself was stunned, and then, she suddenly burst out laughing-it turned out ...... This mechanism is hidden here!!