Chapter 217: Pleasing the goddess

At the last door of light, a word was displayed inside the door to please the goddess.
Zhou Qingfeng was extremely scratching his head in this regard, saying "woman's heart, undersea needles". He always had a clumsy plan to please his sister. I can only ask the 'great dark day': "Everything, Sirek, you are also a god. Do you have any experience on how to please the goddess?"
Music, painting, singing, love letters, food, jewelry, Chinese clothes, there are many ways to please the goddess. But Zhou Qingfeng is not as proficient. Inessa was with him, often calling him an incomprehensible fool.
Cerek doesn't speak
Zhou Qingfeng was anxious. "There are goddesses in the human deities, how do you get along with them?"
"My relationship with the goddess? Do you mean the goddess of doom Ben Bazaar, or 'Mother of Plague' Talona? Or the goddess Laovita?"
"How do these three goddesses look?"
"Very ugly, Ben Basa is careful, envy makes her look abominable. Talona is a sloppy old woman with pustules and ulcers. As for Lauvita, she always makes herself bloody, she Masochist. "
"Don't you know a beautiful goddess? For example, Shuna."
"Shuna ignores me. Any other beautiful goddess, Mistral and Mellie Kay want to go to war, Li Erla and Millie run when they touch me. Only the night goddess Shaer has some contact with me, but I I know that looks down on me. "
Hiss, Cyric, you are too miserable. No beautiful girl likes you, what's the point of being a god? !!
Zhou Qingfeng sighed, "So how can I please Angeris? What preference does this elf goddess have?"
Sirek also sighed, "The elves are extremely affectionate, it is difficult to please them. Angelis is a trinity, famous for being difficult to serve. She is not only the goddess of life, but also the goddess of love and the guardian of the wings , Illusion and goddess of death.
The origin of this goddess is very special. The elven Corellon had a daughter named Shahani Moonbow, who cursed the acidophilus ants. Later, Kerui Long's former wife, Rose, was exiled to the endless abyss, and he married his daughter, so he had Angris. "
What do you mean? Wife defected and married his daughter? Creelon knows how to play, but he didn't expect it to be so obscene. When she was a daughter, she was called Shahani Yue Gong, and when she was a wife, she was called Angeris. It was an extraordinary imagination!
Zhou Qingfeng was blinded for a while. Was this "Fat Water Does Not Flow to Outsider Fields"? Mortal worlds, mortals really don't understand.
Sirek said: "What about the goddess, I like art. If you have this talent, try it, don't worry about it. Otherwise, I won't force you because I don't like you, But you can only mingle with me. "
"Dark Sun" has been much calmer this time, neither bewildering nor intimidating. It is clear that it is an elf goddess who believes that Zhou Qingfeng is powerless to live for countless years. Want to please her noble? It's an impossible task.
"Art?" Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of this last door of light and did not flinch. He ordered Sophia: "Open the gate of true knowledge, let's first see how much art the Elves have accumulated."
All other Lightgate missions need to leave the creation environment. Based on Zhou Qingfeng's current situation, leaving this environment of infinitely long time, he will not die long. The only thing he could try was to please the goddess.
A glittering five-pointed star hung on the teenager's chest, illuminating another ordinary wooden door. The lintel opened and there was a simple study. Zhou Qingfeng stepped in and took the first large book from the bookshelf.
‘Gate of Truth’ is first and foremost a library that systematically records all the history, culture, and technology of the elves. The first book on the shelf is the general outline of the history of elven civilization.
Zhou Qingfeng turned over the general outline of the torso quickly, basically one page per second. His eyes turned into a camera lens, and Sophia recognized the image he saw and processed it at high speed.
To speed things up, teenagers only look at catalogues related to art. The history of civilization in Phelan originated about 35,000 years ago. Little is known about early history.
After the early primitive monsters, the dragons and giants established their own civilizations. The elves belong to the third intelligent race. They built the Dragon Frenzy Lock 25,000 years ago, got rid of the Dragon rule, and officially began their own civilization.
For more than 20,000 years, the civilization of the elves has been ups and downs. So far, they have passed their heyday and were driven by humans to Yongju Island, far from the mainland.
With Zhou Qingfeng's reading, the area of ​​the study gradually increased, more and more books were on the bookshelf, and monographs on art became more and more abundant. As soon as Sophia completes the recording of one book, the next related book will appear automatically.
Sirek asked a little impatiently: "Boy, what are you doing? Just how much can you learn by flipping through the books? Living in this creative environment requires mental energy, and you plan to run out of energy and go Dead?
And once Angris finds you stayed too long but nothing happens, maybe she will throw you out. "
Zhou Qingfeng was watching the history of elf painting, heard a word, and asked Sophia, "Is my energy consumed greatly?"
"Brother, you have a lot of high-quality soul crystals and life glue, which can last a long time." Sophia replied, "But the Elf Goddess is beyond our control, you better work harder."
So the teenager stopped paying attention and continued to read the book.
The study area has been expanding from the original two or three square meters to seven or eight square meters. But Zhou Qingfeng still had a table and a chair in front of him. He can eat or drink here, and the internal time is a few days.
But Sirek was going crazy, he cried again: "Boy, what are you trying to do? Have you read the art history and works of the elves? After reading, you think you can create unprecedented works of art Isn't it you at all! "
Uncle Zhou still reads books.
Cyric was quiet for a few days, and then scolded angrily: "Boy, what do you want to do? You know how many paintings, how many poems, how much music, how much dance?
How can you compare yourself to the elf artists that have been emerging endlessly for more than 20,000 years? What you want, what you don't expect, the elves have created. Elves live far beyond humans, and you can't surpass their artistic achievements. "
Zhou Qingfeng turned a bit tired of painting history. As soon as he waved his hands, thousands of different techniques and styles appeared in front of him. There were no exceptions to the portraits of the goddess, and they all painted the goddess of life, Angelis.
In the long years, the elves' artists did all their imagination and painted their goddess extremely beautifully. These are the fine works in front of them, and each one can be fascinating and eye-catching.
The goddess described by the artist is either gentle, shy, or motherly, or natural, or mature. In short, all kinds of beautiful qualities can be displayed on the screen. Just looking at these paintings can make believers love them.
Sirek even shouted, "Look, look, can you draw better pictures than these? Maybe you can only draw. What about the history of painting? How about you? Can you become the world's unparalleled master of painting? "
Zhou Qingfeng stood up from behind his desk and said loudly, "I really can't be a master painter, I can't even graffiti. But I have other abilities. Don't you think these paintings are flawed?"
"Is there a flaw in these selections?" Ciric was angry, "boy, the flaw is your delusion."
Zhou Qingfeng was not angry. "These paintings are static. What if they are moved?"
Hissing, moving painting, Sirek thought for a moment, "What is moving?"
"Stupid, the animation is awkward."