Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1560: Stairway to Pleasure

The child is teachable.

[The essential attribute of desire is that it cannot be satisfied. Once it comes alive, it will seek to proliferate at all costs until cognition is completely shattered into chaos.

Most of the time, that ecstasy is even considered to be the true self. 】

This was the comment on the invitation letter in the mission summary that killed the Ecstasy Waiter.

As expected of an elite student who could stay in the academy's top scientific research team, with just a little guidance, Ji Liushuang had already gained some understanding of this.

I even used this understanding to explain a series of events that have happened from the beginning to now, truly combining theory with practice.

As mentioned before, Fu Qian does not deny the significance of hope.

But in serious academic arguments, he always tried his best to avoid the bad habit of optimism.

As a person with a rich imagination, the brief exchange between the ecstatic group and the group at the ball was enough for Fu Qian to imagine their inner world, not to mention the special case of Honma.

As for the conclusion, Fu Qian's evaluation of it was not optimistic from the beginning.

And now, this pessimism is even more firm - the desire for pleasure can never be eliminated, and apart from this, nothing can be changed.

The specific manifestation is the endless twisted and sublimated joy, such as -

The desire of the flesh...

Control the desires of the flesh…

Moderation and restraint of the desires of the flesh…

Moderation, moderation, moderation of the desires of the flesh…

They are not simply swinging left and right, but an endless accumulation of depravity.

Speaking of which, this sentence structure is quite familiar. After the reward of crushing the evil carnival and the visceral critical strike was upgraded, the description was infinitely deepened as "the inner inner inner".

It's hard to say it's just a coincidence.

……

As expected of a man of extraordinary talent, when Mr. Qiao and his companions were on the first floor, Honma had already reached the second floor.

Even reached the third and fourth floors just now.

If he did not have the same high expectations for the outcome as Professor Chang Mo, there could be a completely different interpretation of Honma's contact with the ball and his glimpse of the enlightenment after entering the White-shou Holy Temple.

That is, new joy is born from the negation of "moderation".

In essence, it is the same as Honma's behavior of enjoying delicious food outside.

The finger ball, or the Whiteheaded Temple behind it, brings about the sublimation of ecstasy, not its elimination.

Even for other ecstatic people, the relief from their desire for physical pleasure is essentially the same.

They didn't start to become like ordinary people, but started to become like Honma.

Of course, if we stop here, it seems to be just another explanation and cannot falsify Professor Chang’s conclusion.

In this situation, Professor Yian, the founder of the ecstasy theory at the Academy, was invited to appear again.

When holiness itself is defiled, Honma's reaction is very interesting.

His behavior seemed to be explained as ecstasy, which, after a brief transformation, gave him a higher level of indescribable joy.

Perhaps from Professor Chang's perspective, it can still be explained as holiness being defiled and losing its effect of purifying people's hearts, which led to the recurrence of Honma's illness.

But even her beloved disciple's subconscious choice in response to the question just now has already proved what the sharp-eyed masses think.

Micro-innovation has finally made new discoveries.

Of course, if I want to write a report, it would be better to have more evidence...

The next one, Fu Qian, snapped his fingers.

And right on the high platform, Yian, who was almost entangled with the huge emblem, slowly stopped licking.

This silence only lasted for a few seconds. With a strange roar, his mouth expanded to its limit and he bit down fiercely. …

Blood splattered out, and it wasn't just Yian's blood.

The force of the bite was so great that his already deformed mouth was torn apart again.

However, in addition to this wound, a thin crack appeared on the white emblem that Yian had bitten, and a liquid that was even brighter than red flowed out.

It smells good.

Almost at the same time, a strange sweetness spread.

This place, where people want to swear an oath and exchange rings when they meet, seems to have a hint of lewdness in its holiness.

This further desecration seemed to give rise to some extraordinary changes.

Of course, Brother Honma’s joy of reaching a higher level is indispensable.

Seeing that the sanctuary had not only been desecrated but also damaged, his eyes suddenly became as bright as stars, and he was floating in an indescribable state of transcendence.

"Don't worry about it, just concentrate on observing and recording."

Faced with this change, Fu Qian immediately glanced at Ji Liushuang next to him.

The latter obviously had a strong combat instinct and realized that something unusual was happening.

At this moment, the Weaver's limbs have been unsheathed again, ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.

Fu Qian’s first reminder was to let her focus on what she should do.

"Observational records that exclude bias."

It even helped to review the key points that had been discussed earlier.

"it is good."

Student Ji, who had long been impressed by Professor Fu's academic level, put away his weapon without hesitation and gave up his military career to take up writing.

Uh……

Almost immediately, the crawling Yian also squeezed out a sound from the depths of his throat.

But rather than calling out, it was more like a moan, or even a slightly gentle moan.

The blood that flowed to his mouth seemed to be ravaging his remaining will... and body with an indescribable attraction.

The next moment, as he completely lost control and sucked frantically at the crack, Yian's body unexpectedly underwent strange changes.

Wrinkle-like marks crawled up all over the body, then spread out to the sides and flipped over, revealing the flesh underneath and repeating the process until it was like a cut ball of tape in the blink of an eye.

The distortion brought about by this infinite flipping almost made him lose the last trace of being a human being in the blink of an eye - except for his hair.

Fu Qian had just wondered if his messy hair, which was inconsistent with the sanctuary, was actually turning into snow-white bit by bit.

Even at the moment of complete completion, Fu Qian realized that this image, which was in his own domain and manifested by himself, was faintly breaking away from his will.

Not only that, the next moment a body stretched out from the emblem.

Although there was no longer anything that could be called eyes, and it didn't even make any sound, at that moment, Fu Qian knew that it had locked onto him.

What followed was a moan of extreme pain, yet extreme pleasure, that appeared in the consciousness.

And the sublime, hard-to-look-at power attached to it made reason seem to be torn into pink bubbles——

  boom!

The voice within consciousness suddenly stopped, and was replaced by the voice outside consciousness.

As if being hit head-on by a cannonball, the body filled with sexual tension exploded in all directions, and was evenly smeared on the wall with a dispersion of no more than five grams per piece.

Do you really not understand how to write the word "master"?

At the same time, Fu Qian blew on his fingertips, as if he had accomplished something insignificant.

The previous chapter was reviewed and has now been successfully published.