The Divine Doctor is A Playboy

The old man's words made Xu Xiaodong dumb.

He seemed to understand what the old man thought and didn't dare to say one more word.

Then, the old man sighed and his indifferent voice rang out: "Xiaodong, do you know why Xu Chen must take this girl?"

Hearing this, Xu Xiaodong shook his head in confusion. In his father's eyes, Xu's marriage to this woman is a very bad marriage.

"Are you always not optimistic about Zhao's girl?" The old man asked with a cold smile.

"I don't dare. My father has to make such a decision! Anyway, the Zhao family is one of the best in the martial arts family. It's certainly good for our family to get married with the Zhao family. It's not impossible to even replace Xu batian! " Xu Xiaodong bowed slightly in front of the old man and said with a smile.

"Well, yes, you can use your brain, but... You're not quite right!" The old man nodded happily. He appreciated Xu Xiaodong's words, but then he shook his head again.

"Father, do you have any other purpose?" Xu Xiaodong asked curiously.

"There are some things you should know."

Looking at Xu Xiaodong, the old man sighed a little. His tone was full of vicissitudes. He felt that he was old and would die sooner or later. It was time to tell Xu Xiaodong some secrets about his family.

A hundred years of life is rare in ancient times. The old man has been living for a hundred years. He knows very well that his body has reached its limit and can't live for a few years.

He is different from the ordinary old man, he is not a practitioner, just a businessman and a mortal, that's all.

Like all elders, the old man had only two wishes before he died.

The first wish is to see Xu Chen, the beloved grandson of the clan, get married before he dies. It's better to have a baby as soon as possible.

The second wish is the inheritance of the family, which is an eternal secret, involving far-reaching, even shocking.

The old man has many sons and many grandchildren, but in the past 100 years, many unfilial descendants have been killed by him. Nowadays, there are not many children and grandchildren left in the family.

Xu Xiaodong is not very satisfied with his work and conduct, but he has no time to waste.

Xu Xiaodong is the only one who makes the old man happy. Xu Xiaodong is the most filial of all his sons. As the saying goes, a filial person is not too bad. The old man naturally wants to hand over the inheritance of his family to Xu Xiaodong.

"Father, please go ahead." Gollum! Xu Xiaodong swallowed hard, his voice trembled.

He has been in charge of the family's industry for many years. He is powerful and powerful. Although he doesn't know much about some of the family's Mishin, he also has a guess. Today, perhaps, is the time when all the mysteries are revealed!

"Xiaodong, do you know why I want to bring all the people from Chunyang palace, demon sect and heresy to the northwest?" After pondering for a moment, the old man's voice sounded again.

"I don't know. I asked my father to help me." Xu Xiaodong said quickly.

A few months ago, the old man was already planning this. He sent people to spread news all over China. When the news spread, all the sects began to surge.

Even the old man ordered his confidants to muddle the water.

Even now, Xu Xiaodong's heart is trembling. He feels that his father has done all these things without a head.

However, Xu Xiaodong knows that if he talks too much, the old man will directly abandon him. He is cruel and ruthless, and he will show no mercy in the face of his son.

If he talks too much, Xu Xiaodong will not survive. He knows the old man's secret, but he doesn't know what these actions are for. For Xu Xiaodong, he feels very depressed.

"As far as I know, Xu batian has a cultivation resource in his hand. It comes from the fact that Ziwei left seven spirit stones in China hundreds of years ago. Not many people know about this, but the seven spirit stones are the ones that open the door to this cultivation resource." As he spoke, the old man turned slowly.

A scroll of ancient paintings, in the old man's hands, constantly rotating, open the ancient paintings.

When Xu Xiaodong saw the background of the painting, he was shocked.

A figure stood on a rock near a cliff, wearing a green robe and a blue tiger pattern gentry belt tied around his waist. He was as thin as a waterfall, his hair dancing without wind, and his clothes were floating. His cold figure seemed to blend with the heaven and the earth, as if he had sewed his heart, lung, body and mind into the vast sky. Only the cold wind was clinging to the sky and flowing into the far-reaching world, When seeing the ancient paintings, Xu Xiaodong felt as if he was covered in a heavy snow, not a trace of warmth. His eyes seemed to know everything, so he could only stay away from the ancient paintings alone

It's terrible, it's amazing. Where did this ancient painting come from?