Contemplating seriously the insights and feelings just experienced, Gu Mo began to ponder gently.
He felt that amidst the quick flickers of his own thoughts, there was a sudden flash of wisdom that he seemed to vaguely grasp.
However, for a moment, he couldn't fully comprehend it clearly.
Or rather, he had indeed caught that spark of inspiration, but could only form a vague idea, unable to unravel the tangled threads within. Even with a god-like computational power, able to mobilize all his knowledge to piece it together, there were still too many missing pieces of the puzzle.
"The accumulation is still far from enough; I must indeed continue to consolidate the fundamentals..."
The White-clothed Daoist slightly furrowed his brows. After a while, he somewhat helplessly gave up this pointless action. With just a thought, he backed up all his previous thoughts, organizing and summarizing them, carefully storing them in the deepest hidden waves of his spiritual consciousness.
