It's Been 3000 Years Novels & Stories

It’s too late to back out now. “How long ago was that?” He said. “I don’t know much of its history but I’d say it might be over seven hundred years ago.” He said. “Seven Hundred years?” Cai Kang said. "Would you like to see the cave where it formerly resides?" Cai Kang nodded his head.

Clement spoke slowly "Three thousand years ago?" Uri exclaimed. "The Red Leaf Organization has existed for three thousand years?" Clement nodded, sighing again. "Yes, three thousand years. It's been too long. Everything has changed; only the Red Leaf organization has always existed." Finn frowned and angrily said: "Three thousand years, this feud should have disappeared, and yet they still want to destroy us, not giving us a way to live." Uri looked at Finn, then back at Clement. They said things he couldn't understand; he wanted to know the source of the story.

James asked, “Then how many years is an epoch?” Feb replied, “If we convert it to years, it should be about four billion nine-hundred million years.” “Huff.” James took a deep breath. 4,900,000,000 years was a terrifyingly long time. In other words, the Jade Emperor spent nearly 15,000,000,000 years writing Cultivation Encyclopedia with the help of countless powerhouses. The Cultivation Encyclopedia was definitely an extraordinary treasure. “It’s up to luck to decide who will claim it.”

Something else entirely. The light of water, frozen beneath three hundred years of ice, finally beginning to melt. "Three hundred years. You're the first person who's made me feel that I could live a little longer."

Jason asked. "It might be five thousand years, or six thousand years ago. The board that is used to record the time has become blurry. I don't know how many years we have been here." said the old man. Sitting in the wooden house, Jason began to explain what had happened in the past five or six thousand years. It was just history, and no one was more familiar with it than him. From the initial shock to disbelief, the old man finally stopped Jason and closed his eyes. Obviously, he needed time to digest so much information.

says Syl, "I'm not sure about a perfect score, but I'm a little closer to not failing." "That's good," says Hala, "I feel this class is probably one of the easier ones." "Yeah," I say with a nod, "history has so many dates already. I didn't know that the Egyptian pharos had so many dynasties." "Or the origin of the calendar," agrees Syl. "I was just surprised that Mesopotamia lasted so long," says Hala, "in my mind, for some reason, I thought that it lasted for a thousand years or less."

I breathe. “I’d say so, yes” he smiled at me. “You see, Ayla, there is a power shift every three hundred years. We change the leading clan and pack every ten years, but the power never really changes until the three hundred years are up,” he explained. “Okay, so why do we bother doing it then” I’m confused

"Before anyone now alive walked beneath them." "Yes," Ernest said. Don stood in the October copse beneath the old oaks. He had the quality of looking that he brought to the oldest things — the things that had the longest accounts, the things that had been present for more of the world's history than any person could comprehend. The Hagia Sophia, which had stood for nearly fifteen centuries. The Parthenon, which had stood for nearly twenty-five. The quince root stocks from 1933, which had been in the ground for almost a century. The oaks, which had probably been here for three centuries at least.

I asked. Ebiye shrugged. “It has its own up sides. I got to see humans grow from nothing to the so called intelligent beings they call themselves; there was the time of the gods, the wars, the slave trade, colonization, and now this new rave of modernity. Each generation has its interesting side.” My eyes widened in surprise. “So you all have been around since the beginning of the world?” the thought of that itself was overwhelming. “No.” Ebiye shook her head. “I’m just a little above three thousand years of age, one of the first.”

Gates nodded and said, “Yes, this is the recorded recipe for the elixir of life. However, without these three important medicinal materials, the elixir of life is just empty talk. In particular, the last material is not something born of nature but has to be cultivated for 3,000 years by hundreds of generations of medical slaves before it can be used.” Elixir of life? 3,000 years? Philip suddenly felt that the world was spinning as his mind was overwhelmed. Did that mean that Wynn only had three years to live? Where the hell was he supposed to find this thing?