The honest Lord Sharjah naturally didn't know that there was something called fantasy in a different world, and he didn't know that the broken child in front of him turned out to be someone who could seriously compile a book called "Shan Hai Jing" a long time ago. The novel *no ads~~ online collection~ Top*dou* bookstore is wild and imaginary, and it has an extremely long tradition in that country.
"Senior, look." Fang Tian picked up a piece of xiao branch from the ground and signaled to Sharjah, almost saying "look". "Senior, if you break this branch in half, then break one of them in half, and then break it in half, like this, and keep breaking it, how long will it take to break this branch?"
Fang Tian looked around and said that it was activated again.
This is actually a very ancient topic. It was also in China. Some people discussed this issue a long time ago. In later generations, when Fang Tianlai, when people's vision went deep into the particle area, if they looked back on this issue again, it would often make people feel deeply moved.
"How long will it take to break this branch?" Sharjah took the branch from Fang Tian, and was slightly contemplating. Then, after contemplating, he became a patient with ** dementia.
Fang Tian was not anxious, and he was leisurely looking, looking left and right, and looking down.
The blue sky is white clouds, and the scenery is so beautiful.
"It's never finished?" After a long time, and after a long time, Fang Tian almost twisted his neck sore, Sharjah finally came to his senses and gave such an answer.
Obviously, in this imagination, like most people, we cannot easily break the extreme "existence" into "nothing" after one breaks.
Even if this man has not learned the principles of mathematics, he probably understands that no matter how many times "non" (zero), he cannot enter the threshold of "existence". In other words, no matter how "existence" is broken, it cannot be broken into "non".
Fang Tian was not sure or deny. To be honest, with his level of a million times more amateur than amateur, he really didn't know the answer to this question or why.
Well, at the end, or finally. Track to the last step, if it does exist.
So he learned a famous allusion, put on a smile, and said with a smile: "Did the senior think that the advancement of warriors or our mages have reached the end? At that level, there is no possibility of any progress."
Poor Sharjah, Chi Fangtian's question once again fell into deep thought.
After a long time, Sharjah, who came back to his senses again, had an inexplicable glory in his eyes, and said something like this: "'Build a mind for heaven and earth, establish a life for living beings, inherit the unique knowledge for the past wise men, and bring peace to all ages', Xiao friend, Sharjah has received teachings, there is a law beyond the law, and there is a heaven beyond the heaven. From the ninth level, the sixth level warrior is already amazing. From the hundred level, the sixth level warrior is just starting out."
After saying that, Sharjah slightly tidied up her robe and Zheng Zheng bowed heavily to Fang Tian.
Fang Tian quickly stood up and bowed back, not daring to accept his gift. Just kidding, it was so good for a magician to give him a gift? However, he smiled bitterly again in his heart. Looking at Sharjah's appearance, it seemed that he had a new understanding of the practice of magic in this moment?
Because just now, Fang Tian seemed to see a giant standing tall and saluting him in a trance. It was not a visual error, but when the two of them faced each other, Sharjah really gave Fang Tian such an impression in the magical sense.
It should be said that the result obtained based on magical induction is not true, but better than reality. It at least shows that Sharjah is indeed moving towards such a look.
Who is the protagonist?
Fang Tian was envious and jealous again.
So he rationally changed the subject and gritted his teeth secretly, trying to avoid talking about these things in front of this gentleman in the future, because when he talked about these things, Sharjah's next reaction often made someone who had always felt good about himself feel that his IQ seemed to be a little low.
Meow, I'm so damn it.
Why can't I have an epiphany today, another epiphany tomorrow, and another one the day after tomorrow?
Fang Tian thought in his heart and turned around and said, "Senior, can those threads be made tomorrow?"
Sharjah concentrated slightly, and he should have been talking to some people in the town on a remote call. After a moment, he said, "Yes." After a pause, he said, "Friends, are you going to make something that can fly in the sky?"
He could see the excitement between Fang Tian and those little guys just now.
"Yeah." Fang Tian nodded, "I need to ask senior again. Senior, if I use some bamboo branches to form a rack, tie it into an eagle, and then paste the bamboo rack with cloth, do you think, can I put it in the sky and let it fly in the wind?"
What Fang Tian said is naturally a kite.
When I went to Huaguo Mountain last month, Fang Tian knew through that question that this world, no, at least Sharjah, didn’t know there were kites like kites. At the same time, Fang Tian had never seen Xiao Berg and the others play like this.
"Well, that's OK." Sharjah's eyes lit up.
This man was impatient, and immediately controlled it from afar, pulled some bamboo joints over, took them apart, and broke them into thin slices. Then he used some small bamboo branches as bonding to form a kite rack in the shape of an eagle spreading wings.
"Xiao Friend, how about it?" Holding this airtight in his hand, Sharjah asked Fang Tian with some satisfaction, as if he had made this airtight, it would be even more happy than his magical practice.
"Gao, senior, it's so high." Fang Tian naturally did not hesitate to show his thumbs up.
The next two looked at each other and laughed.
This camp is surrounded by several big trees. It is really a century-old tree without any discount. The wide and stretching crowns woven each other and support a large area of thick shade. Therefore, although it was noon at this time, it was still cool under the oil cloth.
The breeze blows from time to time, and the scattered leaves occasionally leave the big trees and turn in the air, floating and floating, set against the weather in June, making people feel lazy.
Fang Tian took off his shoes, threw his whole body into the tart cloth, lay on the ground, stretched his limbs hard, stretched his waist wide, and even rolled a few comfortably on the tart cloth, rolling from north to south to east, and then, he exhale slightly and inhale slowly in the cool corner where the sun was hanging.
Youqing, looking at Fang Tian who was already asleep, Sharjah shook his head slightly.
If you only see this scene, who would have thought that the person in front of you, this thirteen-year-old boy, was such an unpredictable person. "Set up your mind for the heaven and earth, set up your life for the living, continue your unique knowledge for the past wise men, and bring peace to the ages." Xiao Friend, one day, if you take this step, what would you look like at that time?
As I thought about it, Sharjah's eyes turned deep.