Sword Nanjily at that time had excellent talent, was passionate about martial arts, and was not married at 50 years old.
He once thought that he would stay like that without getting married, without having children, slowly making friends with the sword for the rest of his life.
He also thought carefully and wrote the chapter, if he died, the title of marquis would pass to Nanzhong, who was also his eldest brother's son.
Fate makes a joke, the sword is useless, the realm has increased sharply, and the lifespan is not less.
Nanjily gradually became younger, and finally, because he wanted to please the Marquis, he married his youngest daughter Dinh Ly to him.
Ding Ly had just turned 16 that year, her beauty was irresistible, and after the wedding, she immediately gave birth to Nanjily a son, named Xiatun.
Although Nanjily got married and had children, in the end, he still couldn't give up the path of being strong.
After 20 years of working hard to educate his son, he finally gave up his clothes and left, leaving the palace to Xiatun.
The Sword Saint did not marry, nor did he have children.
After Nanjily tied the knot with the princess, he also said goodbye and left. He was still too young at that time, a blood flowed through his veins.
He went everywhere, just praying for a glimpse of enlightenment, 20 years just passed like that.
The Sword Saint's four oceans are his home, the vastness of heaven and earth cannot stop his footsteps, secretly escaping for another 20 years...! The Sword Saint returns.
No drums or gongs, no bright lights, and flowers, he just returned without a sound.
The Marquis was nervous, Xiatun saw the Sword Saint's face for the first time.
The Sword Saint is now 70 years old, but his face is no different from middle-aged, his body is long and straight, floating in the world.
Sword Saint thought his big brother was still at the Marquis Palace, but when he saw where he had gone, he just smiled, turned around, and left.
Before leaving, he muttered.
"Big brother, this time I'm going, it will be a long time before I can return. I don't know if we will see each other again in this life."
After 80 years, the Sword Saint finally returned and saw his descendants, but the old man was no longer there.
The Sword Saint shook his head, burying his sadness, shook his hand, and in each of the Nan family's hands, a piece of jade appeared simultaneously.
Xiatun couldn't help but be startled when he saw this. He looked towards the jade pendant and silently felt it, only to see the long-standing solid barrier moving slightly.
Xiatun's eyes glowed, his hands trembled as he opened his mouth.
"Uncle, this is..."
"Lingjan, carrying it with you can help you calm your mind. It's very good for practicing martial arts. If you're lucky, you can break through the Transformation Realm."
Lukan smiled and replied.
When the Nan family saw this, they also looked at their jade pendant, but there was no such effect.
"Do you think Lingjan is a vegetable? Do you have it if you want it?" Lukan smiled and shook his head, continuing.
"This is a broken gas stone, containing my sword energy. If you hold it, you can enter and exit Ganzi mountain without worrying about being killed by sword energy or knife energy.
Preserve it well. Later, go to Ganzi mountain to learn about swordsmanship, it will be very good for you."
Hearing that, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but curl up, thinking to themselves.
"Ganzi Mountain, where The Holy Sword and the Holy Blade fought.
If you don't reach the ultimate level, you will only die. If you have this thing, won't you be able to freely enter and exit enlightenment?"
Lukan did not pay attention to this group of people and leisurely walked into the palace.
Xiatun also quietly followed.
The children and grandchildren of the Nan family followed suit, and the daughter-in-law could only stand to one side and watch.
Nanji's eyes swept over Manager Trieu and blinked.
Manager Trieu seemed to understand, went out the gate holding a large bag in his hand, and spoke loudly.
"Today the Marquis welcomed back the Sword Saint. The Marquis happily distributed money, everyone quickly lined up to receive the money."
Each word of thanks to Marquis and Sword Saint rang out endlessly, the whole city was filled with joy.
That's right, each person has one silver coin. If they're not bankrupt, this money is enough for their family to eat for 10 days.
The Sword Saint did not care about such trivial matters. After entering the hall, he sat in the chair.
Xiatun did not have any objections. He quickly walked to the seat next to him and his peers also arranged to sit in the seats.
At this time, the children and grandchildren could only stand behind their elders, looking sincere, not daring to be rude.
The Sword Saint glanced around before speaking.
"I came back this time, first to pay respect to my eldest brother and sister-in-law, secondly, I want to find among my juniors a successor to my robe and bowl."
"This! Can't you also walk to that door?" Xiatun's expression changed. He knew that his father and his uncle were both extremely talented.
But to be fair, his uncle's talent was much stronger than his father's.
That year, the famous Sword Saint was only 30 years old, and his father was over 50 years old, so he could tell with his knees who was better than the other.
Besides, before his father died, he had also stepped into that realm. He did not believe that his uncle Sword Saint would fail.
He is still waiting, waiting for his uncle to help him break through after becoming an immortal.
"Immortal? Why is it so difficult...! Ai! I have been pursuing this realm all my life, but why is it so difficult?
Over the past year, my internal strength has been exhausted. If I want to say breakthrough, perhaps I just need to take a step.
But...! Difficult!" Lukan sighed and shook his head.
"Just one step? Do you have any clue about this step?" An old man sitting opposite Xiatun clasped his hands and asked.
This person is Nanzhong, who almost became a Marquis.
"Nanzhong! You hid it very deeply."
Lukan's eyes swept over and said with a smile.
"I don't care about fighting for the position of Marquis, I'm only devoted to martial arts, I only want my uncle to give me advice."
Nanzhong was sweating profusely, stood up, clasped his hands, and bowed.
"I know, if you want to compete for the position of Marquis, perhaps the Marquis is no longer in the hands of Branch Two."
Lukan waved his hand and spoke casually.
"It's been 40 years since you transformed?" Although Lukan was a little surprised, he didn't care. Except for his big brother, everyone else didn't pay attention to him.
Although at that time he knew that Nanzhong had very strong qualities, but compared to him and his big brother, they were thousands of miles apart.
The Nan family's group changed dramatically when they heard this. They looked towards Nanzhong in disbelief.
What is Dai Viet's number one best player? What swept across the world? If Xiatun dares to say number one, then what number is this senior brother? Too deep, too low key.
"That's right! This junior is faced with a life-or-death crisis and must break through with difficulty to save his life.
But this year is already too old, I'm afraid the great tribulation is not far away."
Nanzhong answered honestly.
"Until all your internal energy is dissipated, even if you know how to solve it, it's useless.
Now, how much has your internal energy been transformed into?" Lukan knew that Nanzhong had given up hope, but still had no answer.
"Seven cities".
Nanzhong replied.
"What? Show me your hand."
Lukan's right eye twitched, somewhat absent-mindedly reaching out his hand.
Nanzhong did not object and extended his hand.
A thin stream of air like a water snake rushed quickly, in the blink of an eye it reached Xiatun, and quickly withdrew.
"You! I really didn't think of it...!
Lukan retracted his hand, his expression constantly changing, sometimes happy, sometimes sad.
"What a pity...! What a pity.
If you had broken through 20 years early, you would probably have entered that realm.
How could such a physique not be discovered?" Lukan said with an extremely complicated expression.
"Uncle Lukan, what do you mean by physique?" Although Xiatun was shocked, he was not jealous because of Nanzhong's breakthrough.
Seeing Lukan sighing and sighing, he asked.
"His physique is special. When he reaches a bottleneck, he only needs to apply a little pressure to break it."
Lukan sighed and replied.
"What? Do you have such a heavenly physique?" The children and grandchildren were also so scared at this time, they were screaming in horror.
"Noisy!" Xiatun's eyes swept across, and the juniors all shut their mouths.
"Nanzhong, I told you, your nature is special, you will break with a little pressure.
Perhaps the fact that you transform your internal energy so quickly is also due to this type of constitution."
Lukan finished speaking, then turned to the crowd.
"There is no one in a hundred million people with this special physical condition, so don't even think about it.
Ordinary people like us, if we want to take that step, what we need to do is find the fairy tale. You only need to take one step to achieve it.
As for whether I will become an immortal or not, no one knows, I read all the books on the mainland and that's all I know."
Lukan said what everyone wanted to know.
The crowd stood still, their hearts filled with doubts.
"No need to think anymore, that's all I know. It seems like all the information has been erased by some force, even if I look for it, it's no longer useful."
Lukan saw the group's confused faces and waved his hand.
"You already know what you want to know, I won't answer anymore.
You juniors, come over here and let me take a look."
Lukan stopped rambling and began to examine the younger generation.
"You can't, you're too bad, you're too bad..." Nishou's group of people passed by one after another, but only received curses, especially Nishou who was criticized with the word "waste".
The more Sword Saint checked, the more disappointed he felt.
The juniors of the entire Nan family, more than 20 people, did not have a single outstanding seed. Lukan could only silently lament.
"You come here, you too".
Lukan pointed at two boys, one about 10 years old, the other a little younger.
The two children looked suspicious when they heard that, but they didn't dare not listen and quickly walked over.
"What are your names?" Although Lukan was disappointed, he was not angry and looked at the two children and asked.
"Dangjia appears to his uncle".
Unexpectedly, this 10-year-old child turned out to be Nanboo.
The remaining child also bowed his head and worshiped.
Lukan smiled and nodded, turned his hand, and gave each of them a small bottle, smiling.
"You are all my eldest brother's descendants and are also considered my descendants.
In here is extremely precious spiritual liquid, remember to keep it carefully, it will help you two practice quickly.
This time it's over, your qualifications are not even one-tenth of ours, teaching you will delay my time, you go away."
After Lukan finished speaking, he waved his hand to tell the two children to retreat.
"Tomorrow I will come and say goodbye to my big brother and then leave. Xiatun, prepare a place for me to rest."
Lukan stopped coming here and said nothing more.
"I'm ready, please follow me."
Xiatun smiled and led the way.
Lukan also nodded and followed, very quickly the two of them disappeared.
The people in the lobby could only walk away sullenly, of course, many of them had smiling faces.
The elders and their descendants quickly left the palace, and finally, there was no longer the bustling scene like before.
Inside a speeding carriage.
Nanzhong's eyes were slightly condensed, he lifted the car curtain and waved his hand to call a confidant over.
He pressed his mouth to the trusted man's ear, commanded something, then sat back down.
"Perhaps the Marquis should change hands. I don't believe that after using up all of our resources, we won't be able to take that step."
Nanzhong clenched his fists, his eyes filled with tears..