The last door of light, the door shows a sentence - please the goddess.

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head very much about this, and said, 'A woman's heart, a needle under the sea', he has always been clumsy in his plan to please his sister. He could only ask the 'Great Dark Sun', "All-knowing Ciric, you are also a god." Is there any experience in how to please a goddess? ”

Music, painting, singing, love letters, food, jewelry, costumes, and the means of pleasing the goddess are still varied. But Zhou Qingfeng is not proficient. Inisha was with him and often scolded him for being a fool who didn't know how to be considerate.

Ciric doesn't speak......

Zhou Qingfeng was anxious, "There are also goddesses among the human gods, how do you get along with them?" ”

"My relationship with the Goddess? Do you mean Bembasa, the goddess of doom, or Talona, the 'mother of plagues'? Or the goddess of abuse, Lavita? ”

"What do these three goddesses look like?"

"It's ugly, and Bembashar is a little bit of a cautious eye, and jealousy makes her look hateful. Talona was an emaciated old woman, covered in pus and rotten sores. As for Lauveta, she always gets herself bloody and is a masochist. ”

"Don't you know some pretty goddesses? For example, Eros Shuna. ”

"Shuna ignored me. Other beautiful goddesses, Mystra and Melicay wanted to start a war when they saw me, and Liara and Miriel ran away when they touched me. Only Sha'er, the goddess of the night, had some connection to me, but I knew that bitch looked down on me behind her back. ”

......, Ciric, you're a miserable mess. No pretty girl likes you, what's the point of being a god?!

Zhou Qingfeng sighed, "Then how can I please Angelus?" What are the preferences of this elf goddess? ”

Ciric also sighed, "The elves are very pretentious, and it is difficult to please them. Angelis is a trinity, notoriously difficult to serve. She is not only the elven goddess of life, but also the elven goddess of love, the guardian saint of the winged elves, the goddess of illusions and death.

The origin of this goddess is very special. The elven god Corellon had a daughter named Sahanni. The Moon Bow is the one who cursed the acidophilus. Later, Corellon's original wife Rose rebelled and was exiled to the Endless Abyss, so he married his own daughter, so there was Angelis. ”

, what do you mean? If your wife defected, she married her own daughter? Corellon is very good at playing, I didn't expect it to be so nasty. When the daughter was called Sahanni. Moon Bow, called Angelis when she was a wife, is beyond ordinary imagination!

Zhou Qingfeng was confused for a while, is this considered 'fertilizer and water does not flow into the fields of outsiders'? The world of gods and spirits is really incomprehensible to mortals.

"Elven goddess, you like art, for sure. If you have the talent for it, try it, and don't think about the rest. Otherwise, I won't force you, because I don't like you either, but you'll have to mess with me. ”

'Dark Sun' is much calmer this time, neither bewitching nor coercing, and it is clear that Zhou Qingfeng is powerless - the elf goddess who has lived for countless years, what have you not seen? Want to please the noble her? It's the impossible.

"Art?" Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of this last gate of light and did not flinch. He commanded Sophia, "Open the 'Door of True Knowledge', and let's see how much art the elves have accumulated. ”

All other Gates of Light missions require leaving the Creation Environment. With Zhou Qingfeng's current situation, leaving this environment where time is infinitely extended, it won't take long for him to die. The only thing he could try was to please the goddess.

A glittering five-pointed star hung on the boy's chest, illuminating another ordinary wooden door. The door opened, revealing a simple study. Zhou Qingfeng walked in and took down the first tome from the bookshelf.

The 'Gate of Knowledge' is first and foremost a library that systematically records all the history, culture, and technology of the elves. The first book on the shelves is the Outline of the History of Elven Civilization.

Zhou Qingfeng turned the general outline of most of the tome quickly, basically one page per second. His eyes turn into camera lenses, and Sophia recognizes the images he sees and processes them at high speed.

To speed things up, the teenager only looks at the contents of the catalog related to art. The history of civilization in the Faren Continent probably originated 35,000 years ago, and the elves don't know much about the early history.

After the early primitive monsters, the dragons, the giants, each established their own civilization. The elves belong to the third intelligent race, who built the Dragonmania Lock 25,000 years ago, freed themselves from the rule of the dragons, and officially began their own civilization.

In the past 20,000 years, the elven civilization has risen and fallen several times. So far, they have passed their prime and have been driven by humans to Yongju Island, far from the mainland.

With Zhou Qingfeng's reading, the area of the study room is gradually getting larger, there are more and more books on the shelves, and the monographs on art are becoming more and more abundant. As soon as Sophia completes the recording of a book, the next book related to it will automatically appear.

Ciric asked a little impatiently, "Boy, what are you doing?" How much can you learn by flipping through a book like this? Staying in this creative environment requires mental energy, do you plan to die when you run out of energy?

And if Angelis finds out that you've been around for too long and you've achieved nothing, she'll just throw you out. ”

Zhou Qingfeng was looking at the history of elf painting, and when he heard this, he was stunned and asked Sophia: "Is my energy greatly consumed?" ”

"Brother, you have a large number of high-quality soul crystals and life gels, which can last for a long time." Sophia replied, "But the elven goddess is not under our control, so you'd better work hard." ”

So the boy ignored it and continued to flip through the books.

The area of the study has continued to expand, from the original area of two or three square meters to seven or eight square meters. It's just that there is still a table and a chair in front of Zhou Qingfeng, and the furnishings are still simple. He can go here without eating or drinking, and the internal time is several days in a flash.

Ciric was about to go crazy, and he cried out again, "Boy, what the hell do you want? Have you read all the historical materials and works of the elves? After reading it, do you feel that you can create a work of art that has never been done before? You're not this piece of material at all! ”

Uncle Zhou still flips through books and reads.

Ciric was quiet for a few days, and then scolded 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 can you alone compare to the elven artists who have emerged for more than 20,000 years? You can imagine it, you can't think of it, the elves have created it. Elves outlive humans, and you can't surpass their artistic achievements. ”

Zhou Qingfeng was a little tired of flipping through the history of painting. As soon as he waved his hand, thousands of portraits of goddesses with different techniques, styles, and expressions appeared in front of him—without exception, they were all painted with Angris, the goddess of life.

Over the years, the elven artists have indeed exhausted their imagination and painted their goddesses to the utmost beauty. These are the best of them in front of you, and each one can make people swoon and pay attention.

The goddess in the painter's pen is either gentle, shy, or maternal, or natural, or mature, in short, all kinds of beautiful qualities can be shown on the picture. Just looking at these paintings can make believers fall in love with them.

Ciric shouted even more: "Look, look, can you draw a better picture than these?" Maybe you'll just doodle. How about the history of painting that you look through? Could it be that you can become a master of painting like no other in the world? ”

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 a bit of a fly in the ointment? ”

"Are there any fly in the ointment of these selections?" Ciric got angry, "Boy, the fly in the ointment is your delusion. ”

Zhou Qingfeng was not angry, "These paintings are all static, what if you let them move?" ”

Hiss...... moving painting, Ciric thought for a moment, "What is the moving thing called?" ”

"Stupid......, animation."