Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

High in the sky.

Swish!

Wei Yang's figure suddenly appeared.

On the other side, a burly man wearing simple animal skin clothes also walked out of the void.

It was Hei Qing, the ancient dragon of Taixu, whom he had met once before.

"Wei Yang, I haven't seen you for more than three years. Oh, that's not right, your realm?!" Hei Qing spoke cheerfully, but suddenly his eyes widened in shock.

"Hei Qing, you are staring at me very closely. I just got here and you came to me." Wei Yang said with a smile.

He also had some favorable impressions of this cheerful dragon.

"I just happened to be nearby." Hei Qing grinned, then stared at Wei Yang with some doubt, and said hesitantly: "You, you have become a saint?"

Hei Qing was very familiar with the subtle aura on Wei Yang, because he had the same feeling on several old guys in the clan.

"Just a half-saint." Wei Yang said with a faint smile.

“.” Hei Qing took a breath.

Immediately his eyes became a little complicated. How old is Wei Yang?

More than three years ago, the two of them had a physical fight.

At that time, although I was at a disadvantage, I didn't lose too much.

This time we met again, but.

The casual look on his face quickly disappeared, becoming much more serious, with a hint of respect.

However, before he could continue speaking, Wei Yang flipped his hand and threw out a dragon-shaped jade pendant, "You are here to look for Zi Yan, right? I know you are anxious, so I won't waste time talking to you. Here, the person who gave me the jade pendant said that you ancient dragons will understand after you see this jade pendant. As for the rest, don't ask me, I don't know either."

Wei Yang turned around and said, "I can only say that Zi Yan is safe now, and she is undergoing a transformation. If it is fast, it will take a year or two, and if it is slow, it may take two or three years."

After saying this, he disappeared in a flash.

Only Hei Qing was left standing there, holding the jade pendant with an extremely excited look on his face, "This aura, yes!"

Immediately, he bowed slightly to express his gratitude and turned away in a hurry.

Deep inside the Ye family.

Not far from the Yanghuo Ancient Altar, there is a quiet courtyard shaded by trees.

In the courtyard hall.

Wei Ye bowed, somewhat nervously but also somewhat happily, and shouted, "My son greets his father."

"No need to be so polite, my son." Reaching out his hand to support his son, Wei Yang felt relieved but also a little distressed when he saw his son behaving like a little adult. He was only seven years old.

So he waved his hand and said, "Ye'er, come here, let me take a good look at you."

"Yes." Wei Ye walked over slowly, with some nervousness on his little face, and occasionally stole a glance at Wei Yang.

Wei Ye had a vague impression of his father.

But those were memories from childhood. As he grew older, his impression of his father was only through a portrait provided by his mother and a not-so-clear outline that he imagined in his mind.

And the various descriptions of my father that I heard from people around me.

Then gradually, a tall and majestic figure emerged in his mind.

Now, the figure in my mind is gradually overlapping with the figure in front of me that exudes a domineering aura.

On the side, Xian'er watched this scene with a smile, and felt her nose inexplicably sour.

Outside the door, Ada was also looking at them with joy on his face, and sighed in his heart: The master is back, and the little master will be much more relaxed from now on.

In the past few years, especially after coming to the Ye family, Ada felt very sorry for this little master.

Of course, there is no way around it. As Wei Yang's son, while he gets something, he naturally has to bear some things as well.

Even in Xingyun Pavilion, many eyes were secretly watching Wei Ye's every word and action.

As the son of Wei Yang, the face of the third generation of Xingyun Pavilion, and the only boy among the three disciples of the Medicine Saint, everyone naturally had high expectations for him.

Including his fiancée who was engaged to him and was born into a Dou Zong realm, as well as the scrutinizing gaze from his mother-in-law Medusa, all of these were an invisible pressure pressing on his small shoulders.

Plus, Wei Yang is not around, which is why Xian'er is strict with the children.

So, starting from the age of five or six, Wei Ye gradually began to become sensible, like a little adult.

Wei Yang pulled his son over and looked at him carefully.

With a gentle smile on his face, he said, "Relax, don't be so nervous and serious. My son, I have wronged you in the past two years. Don't put too much pressure on yourself in the future. Eat when you should, drink when you should, play when you want, and make noise when you want. Don't be afraid, as long as I am here, I will be your greatest support."

"My child is not wronged." Upon hearing this, Wei Ye's eyes reddened, but he sniffed and said stubbornly.

"Silly boy." Wei Yang picked him up, put him on his lap, hugged him, and said with a smile: "Today, your father will teach you some principles of life."

"From now on, you just need to be yourself and don't worry too much about what others think of you. Everyone has flaws and it's impossible to be perfect, including me as your father. How can anyone be perfect? ​​Besides, you are only seven years old. How can you satisfy everyone?"

"Even a father like me today can't do this."

"Besides, what do other people think, whether they are satisfied or unhappy, have to do with me? Just be yourself and be happy. Why should I care about others? As a father, I never care about these things. I never look at people who don't want to care about me. But you see, who dares to say that I am not a father?"

"And you are my son, Wei Yang. This is your greatest innate advantage, and it shouldn't be a burden to you. Why do you have to care about other people's faces and thoughts?"

"Then why are you working so hard as a father?"

"My son, remember, in this world, only strength is the root of everything, not these empty things that only float on the surface. This is a world where personal strength can override everything. When you are strong enough, naturally, everyone will respect you, value you, and even curry favor with you. Even your enemies will respect and fear you. By then, the so-called shortcomings will no longer be shortcomings. People will only see your strength, and who will care about your other things? By then, what you say is the truth!"

"On the contrary, if you are weak, no matter how well you do on the surface, no matter how polite you are to others, no matter how sensible you appear to be, no one will really value you. Even looking at you straight in the eye is a waste of attention."

"In this world, there is no such thing as right or wrong. The strong make the rules, and what they say is truth and justice! The weak, on the other hand, have no say and can only cater to and abide by the rules set by the strong."

"How can a giant dragon flying high in the sky care about an ant crawling on the ground?"

“Only the weak will try to please others and live cautiously.”

"Everything is false. Only one's own strength is dignity and truth!"

"What people want in life is to do whatever they want, without any restrictions, and live freely. Of course, this does not mean that people have no bottom line and can do whatever they want."

Wei Yang taught patiently, and finally said: "People still need to maintain a sense of awe and be grateful. Do you understand?"

Wei Ye listened very carefully, with a thoughtful look on his face, and nodded vigorously, "Yeah."

"Good boy." Wei Yang touched his little head with a relieved smile on his face, "From now on, you only need to be good to the people you care about, your relatives and friends. As for those outsiders, you don't need to pay attention to them, just let them die."

"Ah, then, even if you see those bad guys bullying the weak, you will just stand by and do nothing?" Wei Ye opened his mouth in surprise.

"There are so many bad people in this world. Can you control them all? You have to learn to respect the fate of others. If you interfere in other people's affairs, it means you will take on their karma, which means trouble."

Wei Yang said calmly: "You are not a savior. You just live for yourself and for the people you care about. It is enough to protect the people you want to protect. As for the fate of others, what does it have to do with you? If you don't have that responsibility and obligation, don't meddle in other people's business. Do you live for others? That would be so tiring."

"Of course, people also need to have sympathy and compassion. If you really encounter some extremely vicious people and you really can't stand it, just send them away. But that is under the premise that you have enough strength. If you are not strong enough, then don't force yourself to stand out."

"It's okay for a strong person to show some mercy to the weak when he feels like it. But if you can't even protect yourself, then you don't even have the qualifications to show mercy to others. That would be really meddling."

"Also, we need to clearly distinguish between right and wrong."

"These may seem contradictory to you. You are still young and it is difficult for you to understand the truth. I will not say more. When you grow up, you will understand it slowly and naturally."

"A real man has his share of things he should and shouldn't do. I can give you something, but you can't take it for granted, because I don't owe you anything. In a nutshell, just follow your heart and don't accept any moral kidnapping."