Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1559: Moderation

"You remember the knowledge points very well!"

Professor Fu first encouraged Ji Liushuang for the answer she had just struggled to come up with after spending a lot of effort, and then gave her earnest instructions.

"But remember, this is just my personal opinion, and I haven't experienced enough examples."

“Although it’s not really appropriate to use it here, this skeptical spirit is still quite worthy of recognition.”

"Thank you... So you also think that there is something wrong with this sanctuary?"

Although he received the compliment, Ji Liushuang was obviously a little confused by the inappropriate statement.

But even in this situation, she still subconsciously chose the most euphemistic words to describe this holy place.

"It is indeed very elegant. Even I seem to feel transcendence, joy, and eternity. And this name... Whitehead Holy Temple."

Fu Qian said that he understood this sentiment very well. He even took two steps forward while praising her and gently stroked the hanging silver hair with the back of his hand.

"I believe that if it is open to the public, wedding reservations and the like can be easily scheduled for several years, right, Mr. Honma?"

At the end of his speech, Fu Qian's eyes were already on the testers.

……

“That kind of situation is indeed conceivable.”

There was an extremely infectious gentleness and elegance on his face. From the beginning, Honma had an attitude of enlightenment and all his obsessions had been gone. Faced with the previous evaluation of the temple, he still did not show any displeasure.

"I even believe that if we can really do that, it will be enough to give life a unique meaning and make them feel incredible beauty—"

The next moment, the speech that was about to become a Buddha on the spot was abruptly stopped.

Because at the same time, a weeping and complaining groan was heard in this holy place.

Even along with this thrilling sound, strands of sticky liquid actually fell from the top of the head one after another and splashed all over the long table.

  What a blasphemy!

At that moment, the scene before their eyes almost forced this idea into everyone's cognition.

The brightness in his eyes finally dimmed a little, and Honma instinctively raised his head and looked towards the place where the liquid fell.

On the dome opposite the long table, a slender, pink and white limb with tree-like curves was extending from behind a low-hanging curtain.

And between the floating silver threads, you can see even more densely packed ones.

All of these limbs were stretched out at strange angles, like a strange spider that had just woken up.

And those strands of liquid came from a swollen and deformed head surrounded by this tree-fork-like cluster of limbs.

Deformed facial features, cloudy eyeballs, and even the hair is of varying thickness, like weeds.

And it seemed that the burning heat could be felt visually, and liquid was pouring out of the mouth during the gasping breath.

The face is so disfigured that even the person involved would have a hard time recognizing himself in the mirror.

"Yian?"

However, the next moment, facing this scene which was ten times more blasphemous, Ji Liushuang, who also looked up, actually uttered a name in a dazed tone.

……

The girl has good eyesight. She can still recognize it even after it becomes like this.

In response to Liu Shuang's proactive speech, Fu Qian secretly praised her in his heart.

Of course it was his work.

As the master of dreams, this is my home turf, so it's not easy to place a relative here.

Although they were both members of the academy, Professor Yi An's style would make Ji Liushuang, a genius from the Sword Academy, look down on him, and the two of them would not be too familiar with each other. However, in this situation, which was comparable to being hit by the face-changing kick, Ji was still able to make some guesses, which was a perfect display of his extraordinary ability.

"What it is?"

Unfortunately, Brother Honma, the victim of the incident, was obviously unfamiliar with this name. Faced with this scene of explosive contrast, he was finally provoked to speak out.

Especially in the next moment, the slowly stretched limbs had already grabbed the silver silk curtain and slid down bit by bit.

Crystal clear, moist, soft and boneless, the longest limb, with the swaying flesh on the tip, had already passed in front of everyone and was pressed onto the messy table top.

……

Seeing such a filthy thing appear in such a holy place, even though he vaguely guessed who did it, the young genius from the Sword Academy turned pale at that moment, as if he would vomit at any time.

Well--

Of course, Honma had already vomited it out while asking the question.

In front of this overly impactful scene, the power of will began to become insignificant.

"What's wrong? Don't the colors match?"

At this time, Fu Qian, the source of all evil, expressed his concern and confusion in a timely manner, frowning as he looked at the tree spider that had already fallen completely.

The pale skin color is obviously very close to the surrounding areas, so does the hair have to be made white as well?

While he was asking these questions, Professor Yian had already dragged his huge body, with a long pink tongue falling out of his mouth, licking the table with his face against it.

Greedy and hungry, this emotion almost turned into substance and rushed to all directions. At the same time, the body had already left a long trail like a snail, all the way pointing to the huge holy emblem.

"Do not--"

A heart-wrenching howl finally broke out from Honma, one of the audience members.

Unfortunately, although his emotions were unprecedentedly strong, the sound still came to an abrupt end - even ended by himself.

"I understand... Haha, what a wonderful scene..."

After just a moment of silence, looking at the body that had already climbed onto the emblem and was inflicting the ultimate insult on this white-headed temple, the voice from Honma sounded again.

But this time his tone was completely new, and a kind of familiar enlightenment appeared in him again.

Staring straight in the direction of the emblem, the scene that was completely unacceptable to him the moment before suddenly became the most beautiful picture in the world, bringing him indescribable relief.

"What do you think?"

Fu Qian did not interrupt ruthlessly, but instead turned to test the rest of the audience.

"This guy……"

Ji Liushuang, who witnessed the entire change, found it difficult to look away for a moment, and at the same time, he tightly gripped the sword in his hand.

"I've already gone crazy."

After taking a deep breath, she finally made a sharp comment and even turned around to look at the temple, as if she had figured everything out in an instant.

"This place doesn't eliminate desire, it sublimates desire..."

"Just as other victims indulged in pleasure, but Honma gained greater pleasure from restraint, denying the sanctity of restraint can also bring pleasure..."

"And then there is the denial of holiness..."

"From the moment the seed is planted, so-called reason becomes the soil of desire, existing only to cultivate pleasure..."

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