The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 636 What? You need to install a chip on the flying sword?!
"I was thinking my sword could fly..."

Shen Le held the thick booklet, his scalp tingling. He wasn't ignorant of the law; he had looked up the regulations for drone flight management:

Micro drones, which are drones with an empty weight of less than 0.25 kg, and light drones, which are drones with an empty weight of less than 4 kg and a takeoff weight of less than 7 kg, can fly beyond visual range as long as they are not in restricted areas.

He even weighed his porcelain sword on a scale, and it weighed less than 50 grams, which perfectly meets the standards for a micro drone. It can fly freely, even beyond visual range.

Moreover, this place is neither an airspace restricted area, nor an airport, national border, border line, military restricted area, radio observatory, satellite ground station, weather radar station or anything like that;

There are no warehouses for flammable and explosive materials in the entire mountainous area, nor are there any power plants, substations, gas stations, large train stations, docks, ports, or large event venues. Railways and highways are far away from them, so what can't they fly over?
Why was it stopped like that?

"Mr. Shen, these are flying swords, flying swords!" Master Qingyue exclaimed helplessly.
"It's lethal, unlike those drones that just crash down and rely on their own weight to smash people unless they're carrying bullets! Besides, your flying sword is flying way too high, it's exceeded the altitude limit!"

Ah... Shen Le flipped through the drone management regulations again, and indeed, he had missed one: micro drones can only fly 50 meters high, and light drones can only fly 120 meters high.

As for his porcelain sword, it's hard to estimate how long it can be controlled by his divine sense, but it must be at least 300 meters long, right?
Alright… Shen Le obediently opened the “Special Affairs Bureau’s Regulations on the Management of Low-Altitude Aircraft” and began to study the book. The first article alone made him dizzy:

"Hey, why are living things included?!"

This set of regulations covers all people and objects capable of flying through the sky, powered by spiritual energy (or other cultivated abilities). This includes, but is not limited to, flying swords, flying carpets, flower baskets, palm-leaf fans, banners, lanterns, Gu worms, flying zombies…

Oh right, birds, spirit beasts, and monsters that can fly on their own are not subject to these regulations; they are subject to other rules. However, this does not apply to carrying people or goods...

"There's nothing we can do; cultivators just come up with far too many tricks." Daoist Qingyue spread his hands.
"If this isn't properly managed, can you imagine how many strange and bizarre things will be flying in the sky?"

The key point is that, apart from zombies, these things are mostly small and lightweight. If they fly even lower, say below 50 meters, they can be completely uncontrolled—

Then, you should think about how ordinary people live their lives. One minute an unidentified object is swept past, the next minute another unidentified object is swept past…

Shen Le imagined the little guys flying through the air every day, causing chaos throughout Zhuxi Town, and couldn't help but grin.

Fortunately, everyone was quite obedient, and fortunately, he hasn't been able to create a spirit with flight as its primary ability.

Sigh, and continue reading:

"What? We need to report it? We need to go to the Special Affairs Bureau to have it entered into? We need everything?"

That's right, every single item has to be reported. Item type, size, shape, spiritual energy nature, size and shape after enlarging and carrying a person, maximum load capacity...

“Each time we report it, it takes at least two or three hours. For more complicated cases, it can take a whole day to complete the reporting. Like in our sword sect, when we take on an extra disciple, or when a disciple changes their cultivation method, we have to report it again…”

As they were talking, the phone screen lit up. Master Qingyue answered the phone with a dark expression, and sure enough, someone on the other end asked in a polite tone:

"Master, have you started training your new disciples in swordsmanship again? The speed on the radar screen is so fast, they almost started fighting over there!"

"Not a disciple, but a guest..." Daoist Qingyue bowed and scraped, explaining repeatedly, while Shen Le sat uneasily to the side. After a long while, the other party finally asked:

"Have you developed a new flying artifact? This one has such a small radar reflection! Much smaller than the old ones!"

Master Qingyue turned to look at Shen Le. Shen Le held out his hand, revealing a small ceramic sword that gleamed in his palm. Master Qingyue's eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded.

"It's a porcelain sword, a sword made from porcelain. — Would you like to study it? If so, I'll send one over later..."

"Ceramics? No need then." The other person's voice on the phone practically betrayed their disappointment.
"We've known for a long time that ceramics reflect radar signals weaker than metals. There are many types of ceramic coatings and components available, and they've been used in stealth fighter design for a long time—you guys keep busy, but remember to log in and report back later!"

Ah this...

I was looked down upon...

Shen Le shrugged and had no choice but to obediently follow the Special Affairs Bureau's requirements to measure the various characteristics of the flying sword and report them.

It's not that the Special Affairs Bureau is unwilling to come and do their work; it's just that there are too many things that need to be measured, and it's impossible to drag such a large pile of equipment up the mountain...

Upon arrival, I learned that these aircraft not only need to be registered and reported, but also need to submit a flight plan to the Special Affairs Bureau for each flight and obtain permission before they can fly—for the same reason that ordinary civilian aircraft apply for air routes.

Fortunately, cultivation sects like this offer special treatment for practicing near their base, as long as it's limited to a certain height. Even so, Shen Le still had a headache:
"What? A recognition device needs to be attached to the flying sword?"

"Yes, they all need to be covered." The clerk from the Special Affairs Bureau didn't even look up, simply pulling a basket from under the table.
"Referring to the management regulations for ordinary civil aircraft, light and agricultural drones do not need to apply for flight plans when flying in the corresponding suitable airspace, but they need to report dynamic information to the comprehensive supervision platform in real time."

Civilian aircraft all have chips on them and can transmit electronic signals, so the platform can tell where they are at a glance; your special-purpose aircraft…”

Is it that flying swords now have chips installed, or flower baskets, or those things called "Dust-Mixing Banners" or "Azure Wave Banners" now have chips pre-installed during manufacturing?

Even flying zombies wouldn't put a collar on it, since the collar has a chip on it!
Not to mention, a large portion of these aircraft were inherited from the users' masters, grandmasters, and countless generations of ancestors!
Designs from hundreds of years ago couldn't possibly have considered the chip's performance!

"Okay, okay, thank you for your trouble." Shen Le smiled obsequiously and quickly placed the flying sword on the table with both hands, pushing it flat. The clerk glanced at it but didn't pick it up. Instead, he typed rapidly on the computer, retrieving data: "Wait a minute... let me check the data for this flying sword... all your flying swords can change size, I need to pick one that can follow the change..."

This is the difference between ritual implements and drones. No matter how the performance of a drone changes, it won't suddenly double in size;

However, the size of a flying sword has increased by more than a hundred times, from a tiny sword pellet that can even be held in the mouth to a flying sword that can carry people.
Even if the chip is installed inside the reader, the reader itself must be able to change size accordingly!
Fortunately, the Special Affairs Bureau had already made considerable efforts in this regard and had developed a mature solution. The clerk confirmed the data, rummaged through the basket, and selected a colorful silk ribbon to hang on the hilt of Shen Le's porcelain sword.
"Here, download this app. It can monitor your aircraft's location in real time. On the app, you can apply for flight plans, receive approvals, and also receive the latest NOTAMs—"

The last one is something you absolutely must check frequently, because sometimes there are emergencies, and even approved plans can be canceled!

Shen Le nodded repeatedly. He returned to the Taoist temple with his newly acquired flying sword and pondered it slowly.

Luckily, the area around the Taoist temple is a special zone. As long as you are within a straight-line distance of two kilometers—farriously beyond that would be considered a tourist route—and below an altitude of 300 meters, you can fly freely.

Moreover, this altitude is calculated based on the highest peak in this mountainous area, meaning that anything below 3099 meters + 300 meters can be flown at will.
This mountainous region is characterized by high mountains, deep valleys, and long ravines, with a relative elevation difference exceeding 2600 meters. This means that Shen Le, controlling his flying sword, could reach a height of nearly 3 kilometers...

"This is a good time to practice my swordsmanship!" Shen Le exclaimed excitedly. It was only in this desolate wilderness that he could freely practice his flying sword skills; back in Zhuxi Town…

Let alone three kilometers, even three hundred meters would be a stretch. At the nearby airport, when commercial airliners take off and land, the altitude is so low that it feels like they're just passing overhead. Shen Le strongly suspects that it's not even three hundred meters!

He controlled himself and did a few laps of racing. Near the Taoist temple, he flew several laps within a straight-line distance of two kilometers, circled the area, and then descended into the deep ditch to start doing low-altitude, high-speed cornering.

His spiritual power surged, the porcelain sword clanging softly, filled with boundless excitement. Beneath the sword, emerald waves surged, treetops and leaves rustled and parted, and at its most intense, strange rocks on the side of the deep ravine snapped, and weeds scattered like powder—

The feeling is quite similar to playing a holographic racing game, but with an unparalleled sense of realism.

The whistling of the mountain wind being torn apart by the sword tip, the fresh scent of grass and trees unfolding in the sword energy, even the gloomy atmosphere at the bottom of the slope and the ravine that has never seen the sun for years, all revealed by the lightness dispelled by the sword energy.

Even Shen Le, who rarely plays action games at school and seldom plays games like Need for Speed ​​or Temple Run, was having a blast and didn't want to go back and bother repairing the Porcelain Tower.

However, he still went back. The reason was simple: cultural relic restoration was ultimately his passion, while gaming was something he only did to his heart's content.
Furthermore, after the porcelain sword began to fly freely, it kept conveying a single thought to him:
Repair other swords!
Repair other swords!
We have forty-nine in total!!!
Shen Le: "..."

Is it possible that I have no mental power to control the forty-nine swords and could cause trouble for the Special Affairs Bureau at any moment?
Or, I can repair one, release one, repair another, release another, and before I can repair them all, the Special Affairs Bureau can storm in with overwhelming force.
So many unregistered aircraft, flying out one after another, it must be a real test of their nerves!

However, repairs are still necessary. Even if they weren't flying swords, they are still cultural relics and components of the porcelain pagoda.

Shen Le sighed and worked hard to infuse each sword with earth elemental power, burning it with fire, refining it with lightning, and then slowly condensing it with the Sword Control Technique to repair the cracks on its body.

The only thing I won't do is to not infuse them with enough power, and not let them take off freely as flying swords:
Want to fly?
you can!

Hand over the Sword Control Technique!
Let me know how you used to fly, how you exerted your power, how high you could fly, how fast you could fly, and how much destructive power you had—

How to evade detection, how to exorcise evil spirits, how to slay demons and monsters, how to gather strength to sneak up on the enemy, and then launch a sudden attack!
After much haggling, the seventh flying sword was repaired. Hard work pays off, and Shen Le actually found a mental cultivation method similar to the sword energy thunder sound.

He was overjoyed and wrote down the mental cultivation method, then took it to Master Qingyue:

"Could you please take a look and see if this works? I'm not sure if what I wrote down is accurate—there are some terms I don't quite understand..."

Not only do I not quite understand, but Taoist cultivation, with its various terms like "golden male and wood female" and "charming maiden and infant," is like a codebook, with each school having its own secret teachings.

Even though Master Qingyue had discussed their family's sword-controlling techniques with Shen Le, he still didn't quite understand them. On the contrary, the Master Qingyue held the booklet, looking at it from left to right, his eyes growing brighter with each reading:

"It works! It should work! -- There are just some things I'm not quite sure about... Mr. Shen, which sword are you using?"

The porcelain sword was really not very useful. Fortunately, neither Shen Le nor Daoist Qingyue expected it to be truly lethal; it was good enough that it could fly.

Master Qingyue held the porcelain sword and communicated with it for three days and three nights, then flew around seven or eight times, stumbling and bumping, before leaping into the air:

"I understand! I understand!!!"

He drew his flying sword with a backhand motion, made a sword incantation, and tossed it into the air. With a deafening whistle, the flying sword soared through the air, leaving only a ring of pale white energy that slowly dissipated in its wake.

Shen Le swayed precariously beside him, barely managing to steady himself, and looked up:

"Is it really okay to fly this fast...?"

"No! Don't worry!" Master Qingyue patted his chest confidently, as if to assure everyone. Before he finished speaking, his phone started vibrating and ringing incessantly.

I picked up the phone immediately and heard an angry voice on the other end:
"What new sword-wielding technique have you developed this time?! Take it back immediately! The air defense forces just called us; they were almost about to launch a surface-to-air missile!!!"

"Yes, yes, no problem, right away!" Master Qingyue readily agreed. After a pause, she couldn't help but ask:
"Did you guys measure the speed of my flying sword just now? Did it exceed the speed of sound?"

"Whether you've passed the test or not, you can't fly here! You should apply for permission to test your skills in some no-man's-land, instead of waiting here to be hit by missiles!!!"

(End of this chapter)