In fact, your talent is very average?

Ryan suddenly had this thought.

Even if his mind is clear and clear as water, it is still very difficult for him to understand those divine texts, and if he only relies on his own ability, he can only memorize four or five divine texts at most.

Therefore, his talent is actually not very strong.

It's just that he is determined and persists long enough, as long as his mental strength is not exhausted and his body does not collapse, he can keep going.

Persist to the end, how much divine inheritance can you get?

According to conservative estimates, it is only about ten.

Fortunately, he has a golden finger, and the spirit and the golden book are one, and they are not separated from each other.

As soon as his mind moved, the title page of the golden book trembled slightly, like a leaf in the wind, trembling slightly as if breathing, and between the shakings, the golden light slowly spread outward with this rhythm, rippling like water waves, submerging the floating divine text in the sea of consciousness.

Eighty-nine divine texts, all rippling in golden light.

The two energies merged silently, without the slightest wave.

If Livingston had known about this, he would have been dumbfounded and incomprehensible.

Energy is a very unstable being, extremely easy to get out of control, even as its owner, it is difficult to completely control it, most of the time, under the control of the transcendental, it is stable and able to follow commands, however, if something goes wrong with the transcendent itself, or under certain extreme conditions, it will also lose control.

This is commonly known as enchantment.

Baron Jobua, who died in the hands of Ryan, was also on the verge of becoming a demon, and Albert was half-demonic, and the price he paid was that his cultivation was declining, and he couldn't step out of the circle to protect himself.

More demons became pollutants, purged, and imprisoned.

If it is two energies of different natures, once they come into contact, there will be a huge collision, which will set off an energy frenzy.

Rarely do they merge with each other.

It is even more unheard of for one side to devour the other and convert it.

If Livingston could see this scene in Ryan's sea of knowledge, it would be incomprehensible.

Ryan is used to this.

The Golden Book is like a universal converter, or a big-bellied man who can devour any energy and then convert it into a power that Ryan can drive.

It even has emotions and likes and dislikes.

At the beginning, Ryan met a sudden vision in his mother's cemetery, that kind of energy fluctuations would make the golden book angry, spontaneously operate, angrily devouring those energy fluctuations, and finally, converted into energy that Ryan can use, this energy can assist Ryan to quickly absorb nutrients, so, through a lot of eating, Ryan has improved his physical fitness a lot.

Some energy fluctuates, and the Golden Book likes it almost greedily.

It was also in his mother's graveyard that the monk who appeared quietly, and the energy fluctuations emitted by the scriptures in his arms were of this type, if the golden book was a gluttonous child who liked cold drinks, that type of energy fluctuations were like ice cream in the summer.

It's just that Ryan didn't dare to act at that time.

I don't know what will happen if that energy is devoured?

After that, Ryan also sensed many types of energy.

For these energies, the Golden Book mostly ignores, does not like it, and does not say that it is disgusted.

As for the power of faith, it is a very different existence from these energies, just like silicon-based and carbon-based, although they are both substances, they have very different properties.

For the Golden Book, the power of faith is the root, the basis of its existence.

Even, Ryan believes that the Golden Book is made up of the power of faith.

In Shui Lanxing, because of the loss of faith, the laws of the world's operation changed, and the Golden Book fell into a deep sleep, and when Gu Chaoyang obtained it, it woke up from its slumber.

Now, Ryan knows a little bit about it, too.

Something was understood.

It cannot exist on its own, but only when it is combined with self-aware beings.

Why did he appear here with Gu Chaoyang's soul?

What does it have to do with the world?

Is it because of faith?

Without faith, the Golden Book can only sleep, and even Ryan can't drive it, which is why he can hear those prayers for help in the sea of blood, because the Golden Book needs the power of faith.

That's how it should be.

For the time being, Ryan can only come to this conclusion.

Divine text?

What does the divine text mean to the Golden Book?

Ryan opened his eyes and swayed, but he didn't fall.

"Sit, sit down!"

On the side, Livingston looked anxious.

Ryan sat down slowly, leaning back in the chair, the sweat was no longer flowing, but his face was extremely pale, especially his lips, which were so pale that there was no blood, he looked a little weak, and now, he looked even thinner.

"Don't rush, take a deep breath ......"

Ryan felt like he was lying at the bottom of the river, and Livingston's voice seemed to come from the shore, high and far.

"Have a cup of coffee ......"

Ten minutes later, Ryan was feeling better, a steaming cup of coffee in front of him.

Livingston didn't go back to the back of his desk after putting down his coffee, he sat down on his desk, looking at Ryan condescendingly, his eyes inquiring, as if he was observing something.

The aroma of coffee floated in his nose, and Ryan took a deep breath.

He took the cup, put it to his lips and sipped it, his tongue felt a bitter sweetness, and then, he took a small sip, put it down, looked up, and looked back at Livingston.

Livingston looked away and whispered.

"Ryan, how many divine texts do you remember now?"

Ryan didn't speak immediately, and was silent for a moment.

In the sea of knowledge, the first page of the golden book has eighty-nine divine texts.

Every divine text is jumping, like a child who can't sit still, these moving words are constantly changing shapes, and this change has a pattern, and for a while, Ryan can't grasp this law.

Each of the gods has a special meaning and represents some kind of rule.

Again, Ryan didn't understand at this time.

Under normal circumstances, you have to understand this rule in order for you to remember the divine text and not forget it, but if you can't understand it, the divine text will collapse in your sea of consciousness and disappear without a trace.

However, Ryan doesn't need to understand.

The Golden Book forcibly pulled these divine texts into the book, leaving them on the first page, and after that, Ryan had a lot of time to study them, and finally, completely control them.

That's it!

"Nineteen ......"

Ryan said.