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Chapter 1558 Baishou Temple

Regarding the second question, Honma’s answer was obviously much faster.

So much so that his answer appeared almost simultaneously with the changes around him.

The pure white space that was originally empty suddenly melted like snow silently.

This cool transition really complemented the tone of his voice.

The most important thing is that after the pure white disappears, the previous table of delicious food still has not returned.

Instead, there was a long table that was only slightly less white and shone with a strange luster.

Farther away there are seats, a sacred platform, and a huge, familiar emblem in the middle, which looks like the ball in Honma's hand.

Almost everything in this empty place is the same color, and it is clearly a medium-sized faith-based building.

At a glance, almost every place is permeated with holiness and purity, free from filth.

The most impressive thing is the snow-white curtains that surround the entire building and hang down from the dome in layers.

Not only does it cover every radial round window, it even extends all the way inward, neatly falling down in a special order, as smooth as silk - or in other words, it is silk.

It only takes one glance to confirm that this dreamy and blurry scene is composed of seemingly straightened hair strands, all pure white without a trace of color.

It gives people the illusion that there is a face leaning down and looking at you gently.

Coupled with the word "White Head Cathedral" solemnly declared by Honma, the atmosphere is really exaggerated to the extreme.

"really not bad."

Such a wonderful scene, even the person who paid the bill was praising it loudly.

In addition to asking questions, he also made gestures to ask Ji Liushuang to lift the Wenxin Sword Prison.

I just didn't expect the two to work together so well.

The reason for doing this is very simple. Just when Honma's ecstasy reached its limit and he answered the first question out loud, Fu Qian realized that outside the sword prison, this dream with him as the core was actually quietly going on.

Changes are taking place.

But just like me just now, due to the restrictions of the Wenxin Sword Prison, it could not be reflected for a while.



Baishou Cathedral?

It has to be said that it is an unexpected surprise that the effect is so good.

No wonder people say that great strength can produce miracles.

The venue was suddenly changed, and the air was quite quiet for a moment amid the shocking scene in front of me.

While admiring the special architectural style, Fu Qian was also deeply satisfied with the changes.

The original plan was to use various conditions to create the ecstasy of climbing to the extreme, and then observe what effect the finger ball would have in such extreme situations.

The result is not only suspected of helping Honma transcend himself and actively ending the endless joy brought by abstinence, but even directly projecting such a special place with high-intensity support.

Is this what you see after holding the ball in your hands, what makes the ecstasy cauldrons calm down?

At first glance it seems very reasonable.

In such a holy and flawless place, just by peeking at a ray of glory in the subconscious, can you get some spiritual cleansing, right?

But then, an interesting question arises - why would it be more effective for more serious situations?

The parent who took the initiative to report the underground gathering could generate such anger, which is enough to show his concern for his daughter.

Under this situation, if there is any improvement, there is a high probability that it will not escape his observation.

Is it the same as only saving those who are destined to be saved, but only the sinners?

Is the level too high?

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"right here?"

While sighing, I did not forget to confirm with Honma before paying.

"right here."

With almost the same tone as before, Brother Honma looked around, but there was no trace of the distortion on his face that seemed to be struggling.



"When you first touched the ball, this was what you could see?"

Fukuzen was obviously very interested in Honma's wonderful change of temperament, and for a while he asked with a smile.

"No...even just now, I only saw the picture vaguely..."

Looking at the huge emblem, Honma's voice sounded a little ethereal, as if he had gradually integrated into this place.

"As for the earlier time... I could only feel a little bit, and I wasn't even sure if I really saw it..."

"But I am now convinced...this is a truly noble sanctuary, just like the name that appears in my consciousness..."

Sublime, this statement seems difficult to refute.

He did not interrupt Honma's narration, and even used it as a narration to observe and evaluate the place in front of him again.

There is no doubt that this place is of a high level. Even if it is just a projection, when the second-level me is in it, I seem to be assimilated by the holiness, and I can't help but want to be immersed in the calmness of melting desires.

From this aspect, the effect of pointing the ball seems to become more reasonable.

Although his rank is not high, just by looking at the shape, he knows that there is a certain connection with this place.

When the ecstatic people hold it, even a slight connection should still help to dissolve their boiling joy.

Even combined with the previous question, if the Baishou Holy Church really only saves sinners, it means that the more serious the desire, the more affected it will be.

So Honma, as a talented person among the ecstatic crowd, was forced by himself to expand his desire to the limit that he could bear, which in turn inspired more responses from the church, and even finally manifested directly in the dream. The process seemed

It’s also more reasonable.

But then there is another problem - curbing the desire for joy and attacking the ecstatic crowd.

In addition to being called the White-headed Holy Church, she stood on the shoulders of the giant Professor Chang. After deepening the plan, the conclusion she reached did not seem to be fundamentally different from hers?

Not only does this thing seem to be not very dangerous, but it is even beneficial to improving the level of spiritual civilization?

It won't be easy to write a report after I go back.

"Classmate Liushuang, what do you think?"

Fu Qian, who had not forgotten the purpose of his trip, passed the question to his assistant in an extremely smooth manner.

"here……"

Only this time, the assistant's response was slower than usual.

Even Ji Liushuang, who had been silent since she came out of the Wenxin Sword Prison, her voice when she murmured to herself was actually somewhat ethereal.

She has a clear mind with a sword in her body, and her perception is already clear and transparent. As soon as she entered such a place, she felt as if all her obsessions were gone and the four elements were empty.

"...something's wrong."

However, as she struggled to move her gaze away to Fu Qian's face at the next moment, she finally took a deep breath and shook her head, forcing herself to reject the great freedom of having no worries.

"Why?"

"You told me that seeking clarity from the turbidity is not about making yourself pure." ()


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