Su Ping was a little embarrassed by the old man's look, and he withdrew from his talent.

"Haha, yes, you are very good."

The old man suddenly laughed, his eyes narrowed again, and he even reached out and patted Su Ping on the shoulder, "Just keep looking, there's no need to rush."

"Thank you sir."

Su Ping held up his hands and watched the old man walk away, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

The energy that just entered my mind took longer than last night, but there was no sign of depression. It was just not as energetic as it was at the beginning.

From this point of view, the more distant the memory, the more energy is consumed to mobilize it, and the more recent the memory, the less energy is consumed.

As for the old man's exam, Su Ping didn't think much about it and continued to immerse himself in flipping through the books.

The old man walked back to the counter and sat down. He couldn't help but sighed quietly: "The future life is terrible..."

The last question I asked came from the annotations written by the fourth generation saint for the Holy Words.

This book is not available outside.

But this young man who came to the Imperial College on his first day answered the question without thinking.
Chapter completed!