The last door of light shows a sentence inside the door to please the goddess.

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head very much about this, saying, "Women's heart is a needle under the sea." He has always been a clumsy plan for pleasing girls. He could only ask the "Great Dark Sun": "You are a god who knows everything. Do you have any experience in how to please the goddess?"

There are still many ways to please the goddess, music, painting, singing, love letters, food, jewelry, and gorgeous clothes. But Zhou Qingfeng is not as proficient as ever. Inisa is with him and often calls him a fool who doesn't know how to be considerate.

Cirick doesn't speak

Zhou Qingfeng was anxious, "There are goddesses among human gods, how did you get along with them?"

"My relationship with the goddess? Do you mean the goddess of doom Ben Bazaar, or the 'mother of the epidemic' Talona? Or the abuse of goddess Lauvita?"

"How do these three goddesses look?"

"Everyone is ugly. Ben Bazaar is a petty person, and her jealousy makes her look hateful. Talona is a haggard old woman, full of pussy and rotten sores. As for Lauvita, she always makes herself bloody and is a masochist."

"You don't know some beautiful goddesses? For example, the God of Love Shuna."

"Shuna ignores me. Are the other beautiful goddesses? Mistera and Melikay want to start a war when they see me. Liera and Millie run away when they meet me. Only the goddess of dark night Shaer has some contact with me, but I know that bitch looks down on me behind my back."

Hiss, Cialique, you are doing so miserable. No beautiful girl likes you, what's the point of being a god?!

Zhou Qingfeng sighed, "Then how should I please Anguris? What do this elf goddess like?"

Cialek sighed, "Elf are very pretentious, and it is difficult to please them. Angeris is a trinity and is famously difficult to serve. She is not only the goddess of life for the elves, but also the goddess of love for the elves, the patron elves of the elves, the goddess of illusion and death.

The origin of this goddess is very special. The elf god Corilon has a daughter named Shahanni. Yuegong, who is the one who curses the acidic ant. Later, Corilon's original wife Rose was rebelled and exiled to the endless abyss. He married his daughter, and thus Anguris."

Damn, what does it mean? If your wife defected, she would marry her daughter? Corilon was very good at playing, but she didn't expect it to be so naughty. When she was a daughter, she was called Shahanni Yuegong, and when she was a wife, Angris, she was extraordinary imagination!

Zhou Qingfeng was confused for a moment. Is this considered "not going to the outside world"? The world of gods, mortals really don't understand.

Cialek said: "Is the Elf Goddess? You love art. If you have this talent, try it. Don't think about anything else. Otherwise, I won't force you, because I don't like you either, but you can only hang out with me."

"Dark Sun" has become much more calm this time, neither bewitching nor coerced. It is obvious that he believes that Zhou Qingfeng has been unable to live for countless years. What has he never seen? Want to please her noble? It is an impossible task.

"Art?" Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of the last door of light and did not retreat. He ordered Sophia: "Open the door of truth knowledge, let's first see how much artistic accumulation of the elves have."

Other tasks of the Gate of Light need to leave the God Creation Environment. With Zhou Qingfeng's current situation, he will not be able to die long after leaving this infinitely extended environment. The only thing he can try is to please the goddess.

A shining five-pointed star hung on the boy's chest, illuminating another ordinary wooden door. The door opened and there was a simple study room inside. Zhou Qingfeng walked in and took off the first large book from the bookshelf.

The "Gate of True Knowledge" is first of all a library that systematically records all the history, culture and technology of the elves. The first book on the bookshelf is the general outline of the history of elves civilization.

Zhou Qingfeng turned the general idea of ​​the big head quickly, basically every second and every page. His eyes turned into camera lenses, and Sophia recognized the images he saw and processed them at high speed.

In order to speed up, the teenagers only looked at the contents of the catalogue related to art. The history of civilization in the Feren continent probably originated 35,000 years ago, and elves didn't know much about the early history.

After the early primitive monsters, the dragon clan and giants established their own civilizations respectively. The elves belonged to the third intelligent race. They built the Dragon Crazy Mikaku 25,000 years ago, broke away from the rule of the dragon clan, and officially began their own civilization.

During the past 20,000 years, the elves' civilization has risen and fallen. So far, they have passed their own prosperity and have been driven to Yongju Island far away from the mainland by humans.

As Zhou Qingfeng reads, the area of ​​the study is gradually getting bigger, there are more and more books on the bookshelf, and monographs about art are becoming more and more abundant. As long as Sophia completes the record of a book, the next related book will automatically appear.

Cialek asked impatiently: "Boy, what are you doing? How much knowledge can you learn by just flirting with books? Staying in this magical environment requires mental energy. Do you plan to die if you run out of energy?

And once Anguris finds that you have been there for too long but nothing can be accomplished, maybe she will throw you out directly.”

Zhou Qingfeng was reading the history of elves paintings. He was stunned when he heard this and asked Sophia: "Is my energy consumed significantly?"

"Brother, you have a large number of high-quality soul crystals and life glue that can last for a long time." Sofia replied, "But the elf goddess is not under our control, so you'd better work harder."

So the boy ignored it and continued to flip the book.

The study room area continued to expand, from the original area of ​​two or three square meters to seven or eight square meters. However, there was still a table and a chair in front of Zhou Qingfeng, and the decorations were still simple. He could not eat or drink here, but the time inside was swift for several days.

But Cialick was going crazy, and it shouted again: "Boy, what do you want to do? Do you read the elves' art historical materials and works? After reading it, do you feel that you can create unprecedented works of art? You are not this material at all!"

Uncle Zhou is still reading books.

Cialick was quiet for a few days, and then cursed angrily: "Boy, what do you want to do? Do you know how many paintings, how many poems, how many music, how many dances the elves have created? I can't count them!

How could you compare to the endless elves artists who have been around for more than 20,000 years? You can’t imagine that all elves have created them. The elves’ lifespan is far beyond that of humans, and you cannot surpass their artistic achievements.”

Zhou Qingfeng was a little tired of writing paintings. With a wave of his hand, thousands of portraits of goddesses with different techniques, different styles and different forms appeared in front of him, without exception, and the goddess of life Angris.

Over the long years, the elves artists have indeed fully imagined and painted their goddess with great beauty. These are the finest items in front of them, and each one can be fascinated and unattractive.

The goddesses in the painter's paintings are gentle, shy, motherly, natural, or mature. In short, all kinds of beautiful qualities can be displayed on the picture. Just looking at these paintings can make believers love them.

Cialek even shouted loudly: "Look, look, can you draw better paintings than these? Maybe you can only doodle. So what if you look at more painting history? Could it be that you can become an unparalleled master of painting?"

Zhou Qingfeng stood up from behind the desk and said loudly: "I really can't become a master of painting, I can't even doodle. But I have other abilities. Don't you think these paintings are all inadequate?"

"There are some shortcomings in these selected works?" Cialek was angry, "Boy, it's your delusion."

Zhou Qingfeng was not angry, "These paintings are all static, what if they are allowed to move?"

Hiss, the moving painting, Cialick thought for a moment, "What is the moving name?"
Chapter completed!