Having studied for a hundred years, why do you call me the Martial Saint?

Gu Shuxian handed over a wooden kite.

Lu Zhi looked down and frowned: "This is so ugly!"

"Exactly, it's nowhere near as good as the one you have!" Xue Ling also came over to take a look and shook her head.

Lu Zhi's eyes darted around, revealing an expression that said, "I saw right through you," and he said in a condescending tone:

"You're not thinking of giving me a bad one first, and then trading it for the good one you have, are you? No way! I won't fall for that!"

Gu Shuxian smiled and said, "This is no ordinary item. Take a look."

Lu Zhi was skeptical, and Xue Ling blinked as well.

Gu Shuxian handed over the old wooden kite directly.

Lu Zhi hesitated for a moment, but curiosity prevailed, and he took it, holding it in his palm.

The wooden kite was lighter than I had imagined.

Then, something strange happened.

The wooden kite's wings suddenly twitched.

Lu Zhi thought he was seeing things and blinked hard.

The wooden kite moved again.

This time, not only its wings but also its tail swayed, and the bird even tilted its head, as if it were sizing him up.

"what!"

Lu Zhi cried out in surprise, his hand trembled, and he almost dropped the wooden kite.

Xue Ling saw it too, her face turning deathly pale. She took two steps back in shock: "It...it...it moved!"

The two people's exclamations startled Fan Yun, who was not far away.

"What's wrong?" Fan Yun suddenly turned around, walked over quickly, and looked at Gu Shuxian warily.

Several attendants also rushed over, looking nervous.

"Uncle Fan, this...this wooden bird moved!" Lu Zhi stammered, holding up the wooden kite in his hands.

"It just moved! It really moved!" Xue Ling nodded repeatedly. "We even saw it lift its head!"

Fan Yun frowned, took the wooden kite, and examined it several times.

It's ordinary, even rough.

There were no mechanisms involved; it was just a small trinket carved from a piece of wood, and it didn't look like something that could move at all.

"Did you see clearly?" Fan Yun turned to look at the two children.

"Look carefully!" they both said in unison.

Fan Yun then looked at Gu Shuxian with a scrutinizing gaze: "Young Brother Gu, what's going on here?"

Gu Shuxian remained expressionless and slowly said:

"It's not that the wooden kite moved, it's that its heart was moved."

Fan Yun was taken aback.

The two children were also stunned.

Fan Yun looked thoughtfully at the wooden kite in his hand, then at the other person's calm eyes, and nodded.

Is this young man saying that observing things is like observing one's own mind?

Children have a spirit within them; they see everything as alive. The same piece of wood can be seen as lifeless by some and vibrant by others.

Of course, if Fan Yun knew the truth, he would probably smash the wooden kite.

"These are very philosophical words. I've learned a lot," Fan Yun said, cupping his hands in greeting.

He then noticed some wooden kites beside Gu Shuxian, each one more exquisitely crafted than the last, clearly indicating that the young man was a master carver.

"Brother Gu, it's a pity that someone with your carving skills is only fit to be a menial laborer," Fan Yun said, then took out a token.

"This token represents a Seven-Star Craftsman. If you bring this token to my Crimson Jade Mountain, you can be exempted from the mountain entrance examination and directly receive an audience with a Seven-Star Craftsman."

"If you wish to find a way into carving, the gates of Mount Chijin are always open for you!"

Gu Shuxian was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was no way he could go to Chijin Mountain.

But then I thought, having more friends means having more options, and besides, I might have to read their posthumous writings someday, so it's always good to have more familiar people around.

So he smiled, reached out and took it, and thanked him.

After chatting for a while, Fan Yun noticed that it was getting late and called to the two children and his attendants to prepare to leave.

"Young Brother Gu, until we meet again." Fan Yun cupped his hands in greeting.

Until we meet again.

Fan Yun led the group toward the mountain path.

The two children followed behind reluctantly, taking a few steps before turning back.

"What exactly happened just now?" Lu Zhi asked in a low voice, his face full of curiosity. "Why couldn't Uncle-Master Fan see it move?"

"I want to see it again," Xue Ling said longingly.

Gu Shuxian glanced at Fan Yun's position to make sure he wasn't paying attention to their side.

He beckoned them closer with his finger.

The two of them did indeed approach.

Gu Shuxian handed over the old wooden kite.

The wooden kite moved again, its wings fluttering lightly, and it even rubbed its head against Lu Zhi's palm.

The two stared wide-eyed, about to scream again.

Gu Shuxian made a shushing gesture.

The two children quickly covered their mouths, their eyes full of curiosity.

Gu Shuxian pretended to be serious and said, "Adults can't see this because their minds are filled with too many things; they can't even contain a bird that can fly. Only children with pure hearts can see it, understand?"

The two listened in a daze, but their eyes lit up.

"However," Gu Shuxian changed the subject, "your one is also very powerful. I was just thinking about it, how about I use it to exchange for it?"

"Change? Really!" Lu Zhi's eyes widened in surprise.

"certainly."

"Don't go back on your word!" Lu Zhi quickly handed over his precious wooden kite, then stuffed the old one into his bosom, afraid that Gu Shuxian would change his mind.

The two then hurriedly said goodbye and left, as if they had received a tremendous benefit.

Gu Shuxian smiled and said goodbye to them.

Watching their figures disappear into the distance, he glanced again at the mechanical wooden kite in his hand.

They traded a broken piece of wood for a cleverly crafted mechanical kite.

"Am I being too mean?"

Gu Shuxian smiled.

However, the two children didn't lose out entirely, since the wooden kite could still move a few more times.

Although by the time they return to Chijin Mountain, the wooden kite will probably be truly dead.

Gu Shuxian shook his head, putting the matter aside for the time being, and began to study the mechanical wooden kite in his hand.

"Should we take it apart and examine it to see if it can be combined with my wooden puppet technique...?"

……

Night falls at the Chijinshan Guest House.

"Qin Zhongyu, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Lu Zhongzheng muttered to himself.

Is the Sword Master's seclusion real or fake?

The mishap at Suishan Sword Sect's place is not a good thing for Chijin Mountain.

Of the six famous swords left behind by Ouyang Ye, only the Suishan sword is easy to deal with.

One of them is on Yuyang Island, one of the five major sects.

The five major sects have always stayed out of the affairs of the martial world, and so does Yuyang Island. Except for sending envoys to the world every thirty years to invite people to the island, but strangely, those invited never return.

A martial arts master once came to the island with the Youlong Sword, but never returned.

The Yaoqiu Sword is in the palace. It is said that it has fallen into the hands of a master of the imperial guards. The palace is a dangerous place, and one should not touch it.

The Spring Pine Sword was in the hands of Xiao Yan, the military governor of Huainan. He was polite, but he was, after all, a person of the court. It was easy to get close to people from the government, but difficult to sever ties, especially in this ambiguous time of warlordism.

There is also a Light Cloud Sword in the hands of a martial arts master whose whereabouts are unknown. He has been searching for him for many years without any certainty, and it is hard to say where he died.

The last Flowing Wind Sword is in the hands of the Netherworld Sect, which is known as the Demonic Sect. The Demonic Sect acts as it pleases and is difficult to deal with.

Of the six famous swords, only the Suishan sword is the most worthy of discussion.