Sword?

Hearing this, Fang Tian was stunned in his heart.

However, after being stunned for a moment, Fang Tiancai suddenly remembered that it seemed, well, there was indeed such a thing.

It was not long after he first came here last year, and after telling Anderson and others the story of "Yang Xiaoshoe", Anderson and others felt that Yang Xiaoshoe practiced martial arts under the waterfall with a cauldron on his head in the story, and decided to imitate it, so they went to a blacksmith shop in the town to make a big iron plate.

The master of that blacksmith shop seems to be called Old Mike?

In Eric's words, Fang Tian's memories instantly returned to last year, although it was only last year, it seemed to be far, far away. At that time, he had only been promoted from the original cultivation level of this small body and became a fourth-level little magic apprentice, right?

was promoted at that step, and he was promoted in a daze. At that time, he didn't have a concept of what to practice at all.

In the blink of an eye, it's a year. And this year, for him, is tantamount to another lifetime.

The past is like smoke!

Fang Tian felt a faint sigh in his heart, if there was really a comparison, he knew how much he had changed.

It took him a year to walk a road that might not have been completed in a hundred years under normal circumstances. -- If he hadn't misspoken "Journey to the West" and had made a mistake and had fallen into the vast sea of cultivators in this world.

A small thing that affects a lifetime.

At this moment, if the emotion in Fang Tian's heart was summed up, it would probably be these eight words.

However, it is already in such a state of mind, and such a feeling suddenly arises, and then dissipates in a snap of a finger. The next moment, the memories stretch out in it.

Old Mike saw that he was wise and martial. As soon as you see him, give him a gift.

Just before that, when he told Sharjah Anderson and others, he used spells to simulate some swords, so he gave the style of "Xuanyuan Sword" to Old Mike, in order to save Old Mike some time and materials, he also deliberately said that the sword only needs to be half a meter long and one-third wide.

Even at that time, such a thing was just a floating cloud for Fang Tian.

So there's no need to wait until later. It's just that on the same day, when he came out of the blacksmith shop, Fang Tian had completely forgotten about the matter. ――At the level of an ordinary blacksmith in a remote town, such a sword can be struck. It's just a toy, right?

And it's not his turn to play.

I remember that little Loli said at that time, the style of the sword. "It's beautiful". She loves it!

And he casually promised at that time that he would give it to her when the sword was ready.

It takes a year to build such a sword?

Moreover, for Andy Eric and others, such a thing is not a thing, is it?

I saw the slight doubt on Fang Tian's face. Pat said: "Teacher, the person who sent the sword is a bit special, you will know it when you see it." ”

Who will old Mike ask to send the sword?

His apprentice?

Fang Tian couldn't figure out what the "a little special" in Pat's words meant for a while, but fortunately, he didn't need to think about it. See and understand.

Wizards' Guild, Island in the middle of a lake.

As the site of the Magicians' Guild, in the great plain, which is surrounded by small mountains and forests, there are only two things that can be seen from the sky: a small mountain range and a large lake that is as clear as a mirror.

Both of these are located in the center of the Great Plains, one mountain and one water, just like two stars facing each other.

In the middle of the big lake, there was originally no island, but for several mages, this was naturally not the same thing. Now, there is not only an island in the lake, but there is also a building on the island, which is only temporary, and the form is similar to the small park pavilion in Fang Tian's previous life, but this pavilion is obviously a bit big.

Standing in the pavilion, you can see it all around.

Half an hour later, Fang Tian was in this big pavilion and met the person Pat said was "a little special".

And after seeing this person, Fang Tian immediately knew why the few of them took this as a matter. - Not to mention Andy and the others, even now, he sees it himself, and he thinks that this is indeed a thing.

Because, the person who sent the sword was clearly a mage! Judging from the elemental fluctuations around him, he should be a junior mage.

But!

Well, there's a but.

But this person who is obviously a mage, with an aura and dress, is clearly the image of a martial artist! Moreover, it is not only an image, judging from its momentum, it is clearly more than the three elders of Nanjin, and even Grote, and the appearance of Yue Zhi.

This person stood there, giving the impression of being cold and grim.

At this time, this person hugged his chest with both hands, and what he held in front of his chest should be the so-called "Xuanyuan Sword".

Just, is there something wrong?

Could it be that old Mike has any other behind-the-scenes relationship that he doesn't know, which is very big?

"I'm Fang Tian. Your Excellency...... Fang Tian's expression changed from his previous carelessness to solemnity, and he came five or six steps in front of the person who came, and said solemnly with his fists clenched.

Although this man is a mage, he seems to be more like a warrior.

After thinking about it in his heart, Fang Tian adopted the meeting etiquette of a martial artist.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the reaction of the person on the other side made him stunned, even surprised. Andy Eric and the others, who came with Fang Tian, were even more taken aback.

I saw that one of the people who came knelt on one knee, turned the sword he was holding in his chest into both hands, and presented it to Fang Tian, and said in his mouth: "Young Master, your sword!"

Master?

Fang Tian had to say that at this moment, he was really frightened.

Master?

What kind of young master?

"Your Excellency, are you making a mistake?" This was what Fang Tian wanted to ask the person in front of him, but he only wanted to ask, and he didn't really ask.

Because there could be no such mistake.

It is not excluded that there may be a person named Fang Tian in other parts of this world, but in this Southern Region, in this Yanhuang City, a person who is both named Fang Tian and a mage, he is the only one, and there is absolutely no semicolon.

That is to say......

Didn't the person who came recognize the wrong person?

Let a beginner mage and high-ranking martial artist kneel down on one knee and call him "Young Master" in his mouth......

It's him?

For a while, Fang Tian's mind turned back and forth, and the things that might be related to this in his consciousness were all called out, and then, a faint thought came to his heart.

It's time to come, is it finally here?

The next moment, Fang Tian had no joy or sorrow in his heart, stretched out his hand, took the sword that was presented in front of him, and then, holding the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other, he tentatively pulled it outward with both hands. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )