Chapter 187: If a Son Is Not Taught Well, It Is the Fault of the Father

Taiyi Zhenren looked at the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield that fell into Yang Ling's hands, feeling extremely angry. He felt that the connection between himself and this treasure had been severed.

At this time, Yang Ling turned to look at Nezha, "Your parents are waiting for you to go back."

When Nezha heard this, his heart moved slightly. He turned his head and looked into the distance, and immediately saw his parents standing on an auspicious cloud on the horizon.

He glanced at Master Taiyi, with a hint of apology in his eyes, "Master, I'll go back and see my parents first."

After saying that, Nezha turned around and turned into a golden light, flying towards the distance.

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When Master Taiyi saw Nezha leaving, he felt even more angry. He turned around, shot Yang Ling with his eyes like daggers, and said solemnly: "Now that Shi Ji has left, you can return the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield to me!"

Yang Ling just glanced at him indifferently and said in an indifferent tone: "It's a beautiful thought. Now that the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Shield has fallen into my hands, I can control it."

If you want to go back, you have to take it back from me. "

Master Taiyi's face was livid, and he held the fly whisk tightly in his hand, but he did not dare to act rashly.

He gritted his teeth and finally said unwillingly: "Yang Ling, I will never give up on what happened today!"

Yang Ling just smiled softly, and his figure gradually became blurred, as if he was about to go away with the wind: "Taiyi, if you can really take it back from me, then of course I have nothing to say. But before that, you are still Let’s reflect on our behavior first.”

After saying that, Yang Ling's figure completely disappeared in the air, leaving only Taiyi Zhenren standing there, facing the empty world, anger and unwillingness intertwined in his eyes.

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Back at Chentangguan, Li Jing's face was as gloomy as water. He stood in the middle of the hall, his eyes shining like lightning on Nezha, who had just returned.

Nezha was wearing a red bellyband and bare feet. He looked like a naughty boy about three or four years old. His figure looked a little lonely in the hall.

"You son of a bitch!" Li Jing's voice was like thunder, making the whole hall tremble, "Do you know what kind of stupid thing you almost did today?

Why don't you thank your Uncle Yang quickly? If he hadn't taken action in time today and saved the life of Empress Shiji, you would have made a big mistake! "

Nezha raised his head, the corners of his mouth pursed in a stubborn arc, and his eyes flashed with dissatisfaction, "I... I can solve it myself, I don't need his help."

Li Jing was so angry that he was shaking all over, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger, "Your solution is to ask your master to help you kill people, right?"

"I..." Nezha was speechless, but he still stood there with his neck stiffened and no intention of lowering his head to admit his mistake.

"Come here, please help me!!!"

Li Jing shouted loudly.

Soon a butler came quickly with a tray in both hands. On top of the tray was a leather whip, which was as thick as a thumb.

Li Jing picked up the whip, looked at Nezha and asked in a deep voice: "Do you know you are wrong?"

"I'm not wrong!"

Nezha glared at Li Jing fiercely, "I'll beat my father if he wants. Anyway, I'm not wrong!"

Li Jing became more and more angry. He held the whip tightly in his hand and his eyes flashed with determination. "Today I must teach you a lesson and let you know what the rules are!"

When Yin Shiniang saw this, she was shocked. She quickly stepped forward and grabbed Li Jing's arm tightly with both hands. Her voice was pleading, "Husband, the child is still young and he is not sensible. Please spare him this time!"

After saying that, she turned to look at Nezha again, "Zhaer, just admit your mistake..."

"I'm not wrong! It's not wrong to kill me!"

There was a trace of stubbornness in Nezha's eyes. There was no trace of regret on his little face, but he looked even more determined.

"You're right? You're right. Then who inflicted the dragon tendons on the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea? Then who beat the Dragon King of the East China Sea so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen?

And that Empress Shiji who taught me... You shot and killed her boy and refused to admit your fault, and you almost killed her!

Do you still dare to say that you are right? ! "

The more Li Jing spoke, the angrier he became. He swung down the whip in his hand, and a dull sound of whipping sounded in the air. Nezha's small body was staggered by the whipping, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

When Yin Shiniang saw this, her heart hurt like a knife. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed Li Jing's arm tightly with both hands, and said with a cry in her voice: "Husband, the child is still young, please spare him this time!"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Li Jing's eyes, but was immediately replaced by anger. He broke away from Yin Shiniang's hand and roared: "No! If I don't teach him a profound lesson today, how can he know his mistake in the future!"

Yang Ling's family of three sat quietly aside. Looking at the scene in front of them, a trace of sympathy flashed in Yunhua's eyes. She gently pulled Yang Ling's sleeves, trying to step forward to dissuade him.

But Yang Ling shook her head gently and signaled her not to interfere, "This is their family matter. We should not interfere too much."

At this time, Li Jing raised the whip and whipped Nezha's back hard again, and a loud whipping sound echoed in the hall.

Nezha gritted his teeth and remained silent. His little body seemed to be shaking, but his eyes remained firm.

When Li Jing saw that Nezha remained silent, he became even more angry and whipped him several times. Nezha's back was torn and bloody, but he still stood upright and stubbornly, showing no intention of admitting his mistake.

Yang Ling looked at this scene, with a flash of complicated emotions in his eyes. He knew that Nezha had a stubborn personality and was very easy to get into trouble.

I'm afraid that such punishment will make him more stubborn.

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely heavy. Yin Shiniang's tears were rolling in her eyes, but she didn't dare to move forward and could only sob silently.

She is no longer the heroic demon-catching master, but a loving mother who dotes on her children.

The whip left deep blood marks on Nezha's back, and the blood flowed along the skin, staining the ground red.

Nezha's body trembled slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and held back without making a groan.

Although Li Jing's heart was bleeding, he thought it was necessary.

The whip fell on Nezha's body one after another, and each one seemed to be whipping the hearts of everyone present.

Nezha's back was already bloody, but he still stood straight, and there was no trace of retreat in his stubborn eyes.

Finally, Li Jing stopped the whip in his hand, his breathing was a little rapid, and he looked at the small figure in front of him with complicated eyes.

Nezha's stubbornness made him feel helpless and heartbroken.

Yin Shiniang hurried forward and gently helped Nezha up, her eyes full of tears. She comforted Nezha softly, but found that Nezha's eyes did not change because of the pain, and he was still so firm.

"I... am... not... wrong!"

Nezha stared at Li Jing and said word by word.

"I!"

Li Jing raised the whip again, but he couldn't do it again just looking at Nezha's fierce eyes.

At this time, Yang Ling said with the method of Yuanshen sound transmission: "Don't worry, I have a way, maybe it can make Nezha realize his mistakes... but you and your wife need to cooperate."

Li Jing and Yin Shiniang had no objection.

Yang Ling stood up, walked forward and took the whip from Li Jing's hand, and said with a smile: "It has happened, and it's useless to beat the child now.

The more you beat him, the more he will hate you. Maybe it will lead to a tragedy of father and son killing each other in the future... Don't you think so?"

He said the last sentence while looking at Nezha.

Nezha looked at him warily and whispered, "What do you want to do? You don't need to be a good person!"

Yang Ling looked at Nezha, his tone calm but with unquestionable strength: "If a son is not taught, it is the fault of the father. Nezha, you are still young, it is normal to make mistakes.

But what happened today is actually because your parents did not teach you well, so it is actually your parents who should be punished."

Nezha was stunned when he heard this, and a trace of confusion and puzzlement flashed in his eyes. He didn't understand what Yang Ling meant, but he felt something was wrong in his heart.

He looked at Yang Ling nervously and asked with gritted teeth: "What do you mean?"

Yang Ling did not answer Nezha's question. He turned his eyes to Li Jing and Yin Shiniang. The whip in his hand suddenly swung out, a crisp sound passed through the air, and the whip hit Li Jing's back fiercely.

Li Jing gasped in pain, but did not dodge. He just looked at Nezha weakly, his eyes full of sadness and guilt.

Then, Yang Ling waved his hand again, and a ball of blazing flames jumped out of his palm and directly engulfed Yin Shiniang.

"Why do you hit my parents!" Nezha was furious when he saw this, and he roared and rushed towards Yang Ling.

However, Yang Ling just gently stretched out a finger and flicked it lightly. Nezha was hit by a huge force, and the whole person flew out, hit the wall of the hall heavily, and then slid to the ground.

Nezha's little face was full of anger. He got up from the ground and pounced on Yang Ling again like an angry little beast.

But before he got close, Yang Ling flicked his fingertips lightly, and Nezha's body was bounced out again like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall heavily, making a muffled sound.

Time and time again, Nezha's little body drew an arc in the air, and each time he fell harder than the last time, but his eyes became more determined, and he got up every time and rushed towards Yang Ling again.

Yang Ling remained calm, and the whip in his hand danced faster and faster, and each time it landed accurately on Li Jing's back, making his skin and flesh torn and bleeding.

Li Jing's screams echoed in the hall, and each one seemed to hurt Nezha's heart.

Yin Shiniang's body was burned by the flames, and her painful groans made Nezha extremely heartbroken.

"Stop! Stop it!" Nezha's voice was full of despair and anger, and his tears rolled in his eyes, but he held them back.

He sacrificed the Qiankun Circle and Hun Tian Ling, but they didn't even get close to Yang Ling, and fell softly.

Yang Ling shook his head and looked at Nezha with deep eyes, "Don't get excited, this is just the punishment they deserve as your parents.

Because it is their endless doting that raised you, a jerk...You are still young, it is normal for you to make mistakes, it is not you who should be punished, but your parents who did not teach you well!"

Nezha's eyes were burning with fire, his little fists were clenched, and he roared at Yang Ling angrily: "No matter who made the mistake, why should you punish my parents?!"

Yang Ling looked at Nezha expressionlessly, and the whip in his hand hit Li Jing again, each time it fell heavily on his back, making a dull sound.

He spoke slowly, his tone calm and firm: "It is not that I want to punish your parents, but it is your parents' intention. I am just executing it on their behalf."

Li Jing heard this, although his face was full of pain, but there was a trace of determination in his eyes. He nodded, looked at Nezha, and his voice was filled with endless pain: "Raising without teaching is the fault of the father. I did not teach you well, I am wrong, and I should be punished."

Nezha was stunned, his anger seemed to be extinguished by these words, and he looked at his father in disbelief.

He didn't understand why his parents would be punished for his mistakes.

Yin Shiniang's painful moans sounded again, and the flames were still burning on her body, but her eyes never left Nezha, her eyes full of love and heartache.

"It's okay, Zha'er. All the mistakes you made are because we didn't teach you well. We should be punished!"

An unprecedented sadness surged in Nezha's heart. His legs softened and he almost fell to his knees.

There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and he was a little at a loss.

Yang Ling walked slowly to Nezha, looked down at the little figure, and said with a hint of instruction in his tone: "Nezha, your stubbornness and courage are worthy of praise, but everything has a cause and effect. Your actions not only affect It has caused pain to you and your family.

You need to learn to take responsibility and face your mistakes instead of being timid and afraid to admit that you have made a mistake. "

Nezha's heart was in turmoil, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, followed by pain.

He looked at the bloody whip marks on his father's body and his mother's figure swallowed by the flames. For a moment, he was heartbroken and filled with regret.

He clenched his fists and his body trembled.

Finally, he stumbled up to Li Jing and Yin Shiniang, his voice choked with sobs: "Father, mother... I was wrong, I was wrong... I... I was really wrong..."

Yang Ling waved his hand gently, and the scene in front of Nezha's eyes changed instantly. Li Jing and his wife stood in front of him, safe and sound, with tears in their eyes, looking at him tenderly and with concern.

Nezha was stunned. His heart was full of shock and confusion, and he didn't know whether the scene just now was true or false.

"Father, mother..." Nezha's voice was trembling, and his eyes were filled with undried tears. At that moment, he realized that he had been under an illusion, and he suddenly became a little angry.

"You actually used illusions to deceive me!"

Nezha yelled and rushed to Yang Ling angrily, wanting to ask him for an explanation.

However, just when he was about to approach Yang Ling, Yang Ling flicked his finger slightly, and Nezha seemed to be hit by an invisible force. He flew out and hit the wall of the hall heavily, making a dull sound. The sound of impact.

Yang Ling looked at Nezha who fell on the ground expressionlessly, and his voice came faintly: "Nezha, if you still don't know how to repent, the illusion you saw will definitely become a reality in the future."

Nezha got up from the ground, the stubbornness and anger in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by deep self-blame and regret.

His voice was low and choked: "I...I..."

Li Jing and Yin Shiniang stepped forward and looked at Nezha with relief.

"My child, there is no greater good than knowing your mistakes and being able to correct them." Li Jing said gently.

Yin Shiniang gently stroked Nezha's hair, her eyes full of love: "Mom knows you are a good boy, you will definitely understand."

Nezha's tears finally fell down, and his heart was full of regret: "Father, mother, I... I know I was wrong."

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