Everyone looked at Nangong Yu, and they categorically didn't believe that he would make a move on his masters, but the scene just now was vivid, and they didn't know what to say for a while, so they had to turn their heads to look at Xuanmeng together.

"What's going on"? Xuankong asked.

"I don't know very well, I want to stop it, but Nangong Yu's strength is too great, I can't hold it down, I can only watch him take out the whip, I want to grab it, but who knows that the whip suddenly dances", Xuanmeng explained laboriously for a long time.

After Xuankong listened, he looked at Nangong Yu and then at Xuanyi's arm in disbelief, the red strangulation marks just now have faded now, and it is not a big deal.

"Nangong pardon, what are you still standing there doing, come here", Xuankong said.

When Nangong pardoned this, he raised his eyes and looked at the people not far in front of him, and walked over slowly.

"Pardon, go back and punish you for giving us a few massages, see what tired us", Xuanyi did not mean to blame, on the contrary, he appeased Nangong Pardon's mood.

Nangong Yu looked at Xuanyi with tears in his eyes, and opened his mouth to say something.

"Forget it, let's go back and talk about it", Xuankong said as he turned around and was about to walk out.

Xuan Meng and Xuan Yong followed.

Xuanyi pulled Nangong pardon and walked out.

Nangong Yu unconsciously glanced back at the Golden Snake Whip, and actually vaguely realized that the Golden Snake Whip had an illusion of being abandoned, and he was a little reluctant in his heart, but reason still prevailed over emotion, and he walked out step by step.

'Take me away', Nangong Yu suddenly had such an idea in his mind, and he couldn't help but look back again, and was shocked to find that the golden snake whip seemed to be swimming towards him, rubbing his eyes and looking at it again, it turned out to be his hallucination.

"Don't let go of what you like, otherwise you don't really like it."

Nangong Yu didn't know why he suddenly remembered what Yan Ziyue said, and at that time, Yan Ziyue was mocking himself for not being able to ask the presiding abbot for the exquisite chess game.

Nangong Yu stopped, withdrew his hand from Xuanyi's hand, ran over and picked up the golden snake whip and turned back.

Xuankong and the others saw Nangong pardon come out with a golden snake whip in his hand, and their faces were a little sad with surprise.

"Nangong pardon, you...", Xuankong reprimanded.

"Pardon, how do you... Put it back", Xuan Yi patiently said to Nangong forgiveness.

"Master, I really like this."

Everyone looked at the golden snake whip held by Nangong Yu in both hands, the whip body was as golden as scales, and the triangular whip tail seemed to have eyes, and they were a little afraid after looking at it for a long time, the whip handle was pure black and translucent, without any impurities, but no matter how you look at it, you feel very evil.

"Nangong pardon, you are obedient, put it back", Xuan Yong coaxed.

Nangong Yu just shook his head firmly, no matter what the masters said, he just kept silent, put away the golden snake whip, and naturally wrapped it around his waist, and he didn't see anything unusual at all.

Xuan thought that Nangong pardon was so persistent, so he said to everyone: "Forget it, let him be, and after going out in a while, find the master and his old man to decide."

Outside Master Wuliang's meditation room, Xuankong led the group to wait for a long time before the door opened.

"A few senior brothers, please come in," Xuanjing said.

Everyone rushed forward and saw the immeasurable master sitting in front of the desk, carving something.

"Come on", Master Wuliang did not put down the wooden root and carving knife in his hand, and glanced at the crowd: "Sit down, Xuanjing, you can also come and sit, pardon, can you show the golden snake whip to the poor monk."

Hearing this, Nangong pardoned the golden snake whip from his waist and handed it to Master Wuliang.

Only then did Master Wuliang put down the wooden root and carving knife in his hand, took the golden snake whip, stroked the whip body and said, "You finally wait until you see the light of day again."

The golden snake whip flashed with golden light, lying quietly in the hands of the immeasurable master.

Everyone was a little puzzled when they heard this, looked at each other, and finally looked at the immeasurable master.

"Yu'er, this golden snake whip recognizes you as its master."

Nangong Yu blinked his eyes, he heard it clearly, but he was also a little puzzled.

"Master, where does this golden snake whip come from?" Xuankong asked.

"This golden snake whip has been in the Temple of the Dead for one hundred and sixty years, and before that, it was an artifact that shocked the entire Heding, and those who heard it were terrified, and those who saw it were not in danger. The first time it appeared was more than 200 years ago, there was a prodigal son of the rivers and lakes, but unfortunately he was not right, but was controlled by the golden snake whip, bloodthirsty into a demon, set off a lot of killings, created a lot of debts, and was beheaded by the first master of Wuji Gate, Qing Lezhi, in the West Dragon Rift Valley, since then this golden snake whip has been owned by the master of Qingmen. However, the Golden Snake Whip was extremely angry because it was stained with too much blood, and every time the master of the Qingmen waved it, he was invaded by evil thoughts, and it was difficult to control himself for a while, and he accidentally injured his wife's life. After that, the master of Qingmen found the Temple of the Dead and handed over the golden snake whip to Master Fuhai, a senior monk in the temple at that time, for safekeeping. Master Fuhai knew at first glance that this golden snake whip was by no means a vulgar thing, and it was uncontrollable by very people, so he hid in Shangwutang and recited Mahayana scriptures such as the Pure Heart Mantra and the Great Compassion Mantra for it every day for decades, in order to dispel its anger. Who knew that a disciple in the temple was greedy to steal this artifact after learning about it, and when he used it, he was devoured by the golden snake whip and killed on the spot. Master Fuhai blamed himself, and searched for a way to dissolve the evil spirit of the golden snake whip all his life, but to no avail, he wanted to destroy it, but he didn't expect that this thing was not afraid of swords and fire, and it couldn't be destroyed. Before Master Fuhai passed away, he sealed the golden snake whip, placed it in a crystal box, and hid it in the secret sect of Shangwutang, leaving a warning that future generations were not allowed to enter. After speaking, Master Wuliang looked at Nangong Yu, his face was full of hope, and then said: "Fortunately, now it has recognized Yu'er as the master, although at this time Yu'er is not able to fully control it, but the poor monk believes that it will be used by Yu'er in the future and benefit people."

Master Wuliang looked at Xuankong and the others again: "This golden snake whip will be forgiven, don't be entangled." If it weren't for him, the Golden Serpent Whip would have to drink blood as soon as it broke out of the seal, and the four of you would not have been intact."

"Master, do you mean that this golden snake whip didn't hurt us because of Nangong pardon?" Xuan Yong's obvious disbelief.

Master Wuliang smiled and said, "Your kung fu, how can you not know it, but the power of this golden snake whip is definitely not limited to this. Although Yu'er's kung fu is still shallow, he is extremely strong-willed, his heart is like a mirror, he is honest and kind, this golden snake whip must be convinced of him before he recognizes his master, once he recognizes Yu'er as the master, he will definitely be able to perceive his mind."

Xuan Yi looked at Nangong Yu, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he thought: 'How can this kid not know what his heart is?' As for the strong willpower, I very much agree with it, otherwise how can we withstand the training methods of the four of us over the years'.

After Master Wuliang finished speaking, he handed the golden snake whip back to Nangong and said: "Forgiveness, the golden snake whip can be good or evil, only the person who uses it, can you write it down"?

Nangong Yu nodded, looking at the golden snake whip in his hand, he could feel a trace of warmth in the place where he held the whip handle, and after a closer look, he found that the whip body of the golden snake whip felt cool and soft, and the wisps were spiral-extended, tight and tight, and the gap between the spirals was covered with very small and very thin and soft gold scales, and the triangular convex tail of the whip was felt to be wrapped in a spherical hard object when touched.

Nangong Yu wrapped the golden snake whip around his waist, there were six circles, and after a while, he felt some warmth coming from his waist, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch it, thinking that he must give Yan Ziyue a good look.

Everyone received Nangong pardon, withdrew from Master Wuliang's meditation room, and went back to the martial arts training ground.

"Master, that golden snake whip is an evil thing, is it really okay to reappear now?" After everyone left, Xuanjing poured a bowl of green tea for Master Wuliang.

"The matter has come to this point, I only hope that he can uphold his original intention, and the golden snake whip without evil thoughts can naturally be purified with the Lord."

Master Wuliang took a sip of green tea, and then carved the wooden root with a focused expression.

Xuanjing was still a little worried in his heart, and he kept frowning.

About half an hour passed, and the wooden root in the hand of Master Wuliang had carved the appearance of an old man, stroked it with satisfaction, and placed it on the side of the bookcase.

"Xuanjing, are you still entangled in the Golden Snake Whip?"

Xuanjing was said by Master Wuliang, and he was a little at a loss.

"Tell the teacher why you are obsessed with this".

When Xuanjing heard Master Wuliang ask this, there was a hidden matter in his heart that he completely recalled.

"Master, ten years ago, I also went to the Secret Sect and saw this golden snake whip."

"Oh... Hehe... Is it"? Although Master Wuliang was asking, his tone was not like it at all.

"Master, when I opened the crystal box, I was also fascinated by the golden snake whip and tried to take it out."

"Hmm... Why didn't you take it out?"

"I...", Xuanjing paused for a moment and said: "Whenever I stretched out my hand, I had a hallucination, and what I saw in front of me was a golden python spitting out a letter with its bloody mouth open and rushing towards me, I was so frightened that I shrank back."

"Hey, hey... Xuanjing, mortals in the world, all have distracting thoughts, you don't have to be obsessed."

"Master, I... I'm just worried," Xuanjing said as he looked at Master Immeasurable, a look of worry on his face.

"Are you worried that Yu'er will not be able to lower the golden snake whip, but will suffer from it and cause another bloody storm"?

Xuanjing nodded silently.

"As a teacher, I have this concern, but I am willing to believe in Yu'er. The golden snake whip is by no means a vulgar thing, and it can be taken out of the crystal box, which shows that Yu'er has no distractions and is calm and sincere. No matter what the reason is, the golden snake whip not only did not eat against him, but was driven by his will, and did not hurt anyone or drink blood, which is already very rare."

"Didn't the master say that Nangong pardon kung fu is still shallow, will it be because of this that he failed to hurt a few junior disciples?"

"Hehe, have you seen the scales around the golden snake whip, that is the scale of the real golden python, after being soaked in Xuanshui and quenched, it is extremely sharp, no matter how small the force hits the human hair and skin, it will also have to be skin and flesh, you see that Xuanyi's arm is only slightly red, intact."

"Master, it's true, I've seen it, the clothes on the junior brothers are all damaged, but none of them hurt the flesh and skin."

"Xuanjing, worrying won't help, if you have time, go find Xuankong and them, and teach Yu'er together."

"Master...", Xuanjing usually accompanies Master Wuliang to chant scriptures, assisting the abbot to take care of the trivial things in the temple, and he can't say that he has any free time.

"Go, with you, it will be more reassuring to be a teacher."

"Yes..."Xuan Jing replied, his heart gradually clear.