Chapter 187 It’s the father’s fault if the son doesn’t teach

Taiyi Zhenren looked at the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover that fell into Yang Ling's hands, and his heart was extremely angry. He felt that the connection between him and this treasure had been severed.

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

When Nezha heard this, his heart moved slightly. He turned his head to look into the distance, and immediately saw his parents standing on a auspicious cloud in the sky.

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 ray of golden light, flying away into the distance.

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When Taiyi Zhenren saw Nezha leaving, he was even more annoyed. He turned around, glared at Yang Ling like a knife, and said in a deep voice: "Now that Shiji has left, you can return the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover to me!"

Yang Ling just glanced at him indifferently, and said in a cold tone: "You have a nice idea. Now that the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover has fallen into my hands, I will control it.

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

Taiyi Zhenren's face turned pale and he held the whisk tightly in his hand, but he did not dare to act rashly.

He gritted his teeth and said unwillingly: "Yang Ling, I will never let this go!"

Yang Ling just smiled softly, his figure gradually became blurred, as if he was going to be blown away by the wind: "Taiyi, if you can really take it back from me, then I will naturally have nothing to say. But before that, you should reflect on your behavior first."

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

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Returning to Chentang Pass, Li Jing's face was as gloomy as water. He stood in the middle of the hall, his eyes shooting like lightning at Nezha who had just returned.

Nezha was wearing a red bellyband and was barefoot. He looked like a naughty boy of three or four years old, and his figure seemed a little lonely in the hall.

"Evil son!" Li Jing's voice was like thunder, shaking the whole hall, "Do you know what kind of stupid thing you almost did today?
Hurry up and thank your uncle Yang. If he hadn't saved Lady Shiji's life in time, you would have made a big mistake!"

Nezha raised his head, his mouth curled up into a stubborn arc, his eyes flashing with unconvinced light, "I... I can handle it myself, I don't need his help."

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

"I..." Nezha was speechless, but still stood there with his neck stiff, with no intention of admitting his mistake.

"Someone, come and ask for family discipline!!!"

Li Jing shouted.

Soon a butler came running over with a tray in his hands. On the tray was a whip 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 am right!"

Nezha glared at Li Jing fiercely, "Father, go ahead and hit me. I'm not wrong anyway!"

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, you evil boy, and let you know what the rules are!"

Yin Shi Niang was shocked when she saw this. She hurried forward and grabbed Li Jing's arm tightly with both hands. She pleaded in her voice, "My husband, the child is still young and he doesn't understand. Please forgive him this time!"

After that, she turned to look at Nezha, "Zha'er, just admit your mistake..."

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

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

"You are not wrong? If you are not wrong, then who pulled out the dragon tendons of the Third Prince of the East China Sea Dragon King? And who beat up the East China Sea Dragon King so badly?

And there’s that Lady Shiji from the Jiejiao sect… You shot and killed her boy and refused to admit your mistake, and you almost killed her!

You still dare to say you are right? ! "

Li Jing became angrier as he spoke, and he swung the whip in his hand fiercely. A dull whipping sound rang out in the air, and Nezha's small body staggered, but he clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Seeing this, Yin Shiniang felt a pain in her heart. She hurried forward, tightly grasped Li Jing's arm with both hands, and cried in her voice: "Husband, the child is still young, please forgive him this time!"

Li Jing's eyes flashed with hesitation, but then it was replaced by anger. He broke free from Yin Shiniang's hand and roared, "No! If I don't teach him a profound lesson today, how can he know his mistakes in the future!"

Yang Ling's family of three sat quietly aside, watching the scene in front of them. A trace of sympathy flashed in Yun Hua's eyes. She gently pulled Yang Ling's sleeve, wanting to step forward to dissuade him.

But Yang Ling shook his head gently, signaling her not to interfere, "This is their family affair, we shouldn't interfere too much."

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

Nezha gritted his teeth and said nothing. His little body seemed to be trembling, but his eyes remained firm.

Seeing that Nezha didn't say anything, Li Jing became even more angry and whipped him several times in a row. Nezha's clothes on his back were torn and blood was dripping, but he still stood straight stubbornly, without any intention of admitting his mistake.

Yang Ling watched this scene, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He knew that Nezha had a stubborn character and was prone to getting stuck in a rut.

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

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely heavy. Tears welled up in Yin Shiniang's eyes, but she didn't dare to move forward and could only sob silently aside.

Now she is no longer the heroic demon catcher, but a loving mother who dotes on her children.

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

Nezha's body trembled slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and endured it without making a single 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 blow seemed to lash the hearts of everyone present.

Nezha's back was covered in blood, 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 became 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 gently comforted Nezha, but found that Nezha's eyes did not change because of the pain, and were still so firm.

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

Nezha stared at Li Jing and spoke word by word.

"I!"

Li Jing raised the whip again, but he couldn't bring himself to do it anymore just by looking at Nezha's fierce eyes. At this time, Yang Ling said with his soul transmission method: "Don't worry, I have a way that may make Nezha realize his mistake...but I need your cooperation."

There is nothing wrong with Li Jing and Yin Shiniang.

Yang Ling stood up, walked forward and took the whip from Li Jing, and said with a smile: "It has already happened, and there is no point in beating 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 well, it is the fault of the father. Nezha, you are still young, it is normal for you to make mistakes.

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

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 through gritted teeth: "What do you mean?"

Yang Ling did not answer Nezha's question. His gaze turned to Li Jing and Yin Shiniang. He suddenly swung the whip in his hand. A crisp sound passed through the air, and the whip hit Li Jing's back hard.

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 leaped out from his palm and directly engulfed Yin Shiniang.

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

However, Yang Ling just stretched out a finger and flicked it lightly, and Nezha was hit by a huge force. He 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 could get close, Yang Ling flicked his fingertips lightly, and Nezha's body was flung out again like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall heavily with a muffled sound.

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

Yang Ling remained calm, and the whip in his hand swung even faster, each blow landing accurately on Li Jing's back, leaving his skin torn and blood dripping.

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

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

"Stop! Stop now!" Nezha's voice was filled with despair and anger. Tears welled up in his eyes but he held them back.

He summoned the Qiankun Circle and Hun Tian Ling, but they didn't even get within ten feet of Yang Ling and fell down 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 was their endless doting that made you a jerk...You are still young, it is normal for you to make mistakes, and 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 lashed at Li Jing with the whip in his hand again. Each blow landed heavily on his back with a dull sound.

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

Upon hearing this, Li Jing's face was filled with pain, but his eyes showed a trace of determination. He nodded, looked at Nezha, and said with endless pain in his voice: "It is the fault of the father if he fails to teach his child. I failed to teach you well. I am wrong and should be punished."

Nezha was stunned. His anger seemed to be mostly extinguished by these words. He looked at his father in disbelief.

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

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

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

An unprecedented sadness surged in Nezha's heart. His legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and he seemed a little overwhelmed.

Yang Ling walked slowly to Nezha, looking down at the small figure, with a hint of teaching in his tone: "Nezha, your stubbornness and courage are worthy of praise, but everything has cause and effect. Your behavior not only affects yourself, but also brings pain to your family.

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

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

He looked at the bloody whip marks on his father's body and his mother's figure engulfed in flames, and for a moment his heart was broken and filled with regret.

He clenched his fists and his body trembled.

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

Yang Ling waved his hand gently, and the scenery in front of Nezha changed instantly. Li Jing and his wife stood in front of him safely, with tears in their eyes, looking at him tenderly and concernedly.

Nezha was stunned. His heart was filled with shock and confusion. He didn't understand whether the scene just now was true or false.

"Dad, Mom..." Nezha's voice was trembling, and his eyes were flashing with tears. At that moment, he realized that he was under an illusion and suddenly became angry and embarrassed.

"You actually used illusion to deceive me!"

Nezha yelled and rushed towards Yang Ling angrily, wanting to demand an explanation from him.

However, just as he was about to approach Yang Ling, Yang Ling lightly flicked his fingers, and Nezha was hit by an invisible force. He flew out and hit the wall of the hall heavily with a dull thud.

Yang Ling looked at Nezha lying on the ground expressionlessly. His voice came faintly: "Nezha, if you still don't repent, the illusion you saw will become reality in the future."

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

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

Li Jing and Yin Shiniang walked forward and looked at Nezha with satisfaction.

"Child, it is a great virtue to admit your mistakes and correct them." Li Jing said gently.

Yin Shi Niang gently stroked Nezha's hair, her eyes full of love: "Mother knows that you are a good child, you will definitely understand."

Nezha's tears finally fell, and his heart was filled with regret: "Dad, Mom, I... I know I was wrong."

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(End of this chapter)