Chapter 170: One Day and One Hundred Years
Zhan Tao was scratched by a tabby cat to wake up, this guy has sharp claws, a few times to Zhan Tao scratched a red mark, the key is that this cat is not afraid of people at all, after making a mistake, it also shows off its might, and the pride is overflowing on the cat's face. Zhan Tao was really angry and funny, and the whole person was also very sleepy, and scolded in his mouth, "Whose wild cat, take care of it, what time is it, and let people sleep." β
The white cardinal pushed open the hidden door, stepped over the threshold and walked to the bedside, "It belongs to the Pope." β
Zhan Tao was startled and realized that he had said the wrong thing, but it was probably too early, and he was really sleepy, so he yawned and didn't hold back, and it was long and hearty.
The corners of the cardinal's mouth twitched, and he collected his emotions and said, "The Pope has been waiting outside the courtyard for a long time. β
Suddenly, Zhan Tao was completely sleepy, and asked the Pope to wait outside the door, and the matter was repaid, and he hurriedly slipped away and completed the change of clothes and washing with lightning speed.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect to ...... so early" Zhan Tao felt the smell of mouthwash in his mouth as he spoke.
The Pope's eyebrows sank a little, and he said in a raised tone, "Early?"
Of course, this is questioning, Zhan Tao looked up at the sky, still groggy, and looked at the chicken nest again, tsk, the old hens are still napping, and it is far from the time to be excited. It's only a few o'clock, the old people don't sleep well and get up early, but the young people are drowsy and heavy. Naturally, these words must not be said, Zhan Tao lifted his spirits, followed behind the Pope, the two stepped on the glimmer of the morning light, and walked towards the front hall, with many envious eyes behind them.
"That's it. The Pope paused, pointing to a touch of greenery.
Zhan Tao took a look and found that it was a seedling, this small potted plant in this green sea, too small and inconspicuous, it is normal not to pay attention. After confirming that the Pope was fingering the seedlings, Zhan Tao was suspicious, "This?"
"How much do you want to learn?" the Pope suddenly asked.
"All. β
"You're greedy. β
"It's the nature of the human race. β
The Pope shook his head, "Yesterday, with a slight stroke of my mind, I could turn into more than 3,600 sword moves. β
Zhan Tao thought for a while, "There is still time, more than three thousand six hundred moves is not too much." β
"I mean, it's just a swordsmanship, it's called the twilight sunset, and there are three thousand six hundred and seventy-two swords. β
Zhan Tao's palms are sweating, this is too exaggerated, I felt that I could learn thoroughly with enough strength, so it seems that it is enough to learn a sword.
The Pope had already anticipated the problem, and he said calmly, "In the kingdom of heaven, the most important thing is time, as you may have heard, the Holy Queen has a means of reaching the heavens, and her [domain] envelops the entire kingdom of heaven, forcibly slowing down the flow of time and space. The effect on spacetime is weakened by the large range, so the mitigation effect is not too strong. β
Zhan Tao understood, so he chose a small seedling in order to slow down the time to the extreme. Under Zhantao's expectant gaze, the Pope said, "In my [Aoba Domain], you will feel that time is long and boundless, because a hundred years is only one day. β
"100 Years...... "What is this concept, most people in the human race will not live for a hundred years, and in the [Aoba Domain], a hundred years is only one day in the outside world, what is the difference between this and freezing time.
"So, you can learn as much as you want, you have time, but not too much. "In three days, you must come out, or you will regret it for the rest of your life." β
"What do you mean?" Zhan Tao was puzzled.
The Pope shook his head, "Remember my words, after three hundred years in the [Aoba Domain], you will definitely come out in time." β
At that time, a touch of divine thought flowed into Zhan Tao's forehead, which was the Pope's swordsmanship, with a total of 738,251 variations, and he had to learn. The world in the [Aoba Domain] is silent and terrible, and as far as the eye can see, the sky wall is composed of brightly colored and thick ink, and there are no regular patterns, such as splashing ink or throwing a few strokes casually.
There are no living creatures in the [Aoba Domain] except him, not even a flower or a tree, and in the small world that lacks vitality, there is some loneliness, but fortunately, there is a Gu Eagle leaving the soul to accompany him, and he can usually say a few words in addition to practice. The Gu Eagle asked him, "Three hundred years, so what are you going to do in the first year?" β
Zhan Tao was a little stunned, and muttered, "Three hundred years, it's really a long time, let's build a hut in the first year, and there is such a long time, you can't sleep outside in the open." β
"But there's nothing here. Gu Eagle reminded.
"Yes. Zhan Tao thought for a moment, and when he pointed over, a forest appeared, and he looked at another place, and there was another river.
He knew very well that the Pope did not ignore him here, and the Pope's divine sense opened up part of the authority of the [Aoba Domain] to him, which provided him with great convenience.
"There's wood. Zhan Tao smiled a little more, "Happy lumberjack." β
A day and a hundred years, in the eyes of the Pope, a hundred years is just a day, he is watering the seedlings while staring at the small world, ten years is enough to understand a person, let alone a hundred years, three hundred years. Time can change many things, including perceptions, including emotions. The Pope must admit that the young man was likable, attentive and energetic, and that in order to practice his sword, he could probably pile up a mountain of broken bamboo.
In the Anglican dojo, the three bishops in white, red, and purple sit cross-legged, and they rarely get together, either to discuss the Dharma or to teach, except for some specific reason.
"I have been asking the Pope to open Aoba for twenty-nine years. β
"But the adults never allowed it. The cardinal said that he had been in the same situation.
"What kind of young man is that, and how is he so highly regarded by adults?"
The purple-clothed cardinal paused, and said, "The face is very immature, and the eyes are very clean. β
"That's not the point, I heard that the priests were very fond of him. β
"Anything else?" the cardinal took a breath.
The white bishop had heard about it, so he was not surprised, but he was not optimistic about this marriage, no, it should be said that no one here was optimistic about this marriage. A priest for one day, a hermit for ten years, in order to succeed the Pope, Kwai Lisha has been in seclusion for ten years, this is her cultivation industry, but it is not easy to cultivate, and she will give up her efforts as soon as she is emotional. Would the priest give up everything for the sake of a man, as the white bishop knew, absolutely not.
"And what does the Pope mean by that?"
"Probably...... It's some kind of compensation. β
"I'm so envious. β
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γAoba domainγThe early years.
Zhan Tao built his hut, the body of the house is fixed by the stump, the roof is used lotus leaves to block the water, this is a slightly simple and not very beautiful house, but Zhan Tao is very happy, it is named "time". A somewhat cheesy name, but one that fits his current situation.
The following year, Zhan Tao began to practice swords with green bamboo.