At this moment, Du Yun was wearing a black robe with sleeves and collar trimmed with gold, adding a bit of majesty.

What's more, in the outside world, he was originally the city lord of Nanshan City, and he controlled many forces, and his body naturally exuded a convincing and fearsome aura.

The titles of the three Taixu people also changed unconsciously, and they were changed to "sect masters".

Du Yun didn't care about this.

When the door was pushed open, his gaze fell directly on the long table in front of him with Taixu's introduction, to be exact, a long rope item on the long table.

The long rope is golden, coiled together to form a circle, and if unfolded, it is more than two meters long.

A faint coercion emanated from above.

I don't know if I sensed the breath of the other two treasures on Du Yun's body, this originally quiet golden long rope suddenly moved, and then left the table with a "whoosh" like a flying snake.

It crossed a golden arc in mid-air and appeared directly in front of Du Yun.

When he took the golden long rope and felt a joy revealed from it, Du Yun's eyes lit up and he murmured, "Is this the last treasure - the bundle of immortal ropes?" ”

"It's the rope of the immortals!"

On the side, Taixu heard it clearly and replied with a smile.

However, thinking of the place he was staying at the moment, he still spoke again: "This happens to be the Patriarch Hall, the sect master has just succeeded to the throne, you can pay homage to the portrait of the patriarch first, and then stay here to refine the bundle of immortal ropes." ”

"As for the three of us, we still need to go back to entertain those guests, and we can't continue to accompany the sect master!"

"Well, you guys go get busy."

After Du Yun temporarily put the bundle of immortal ropes into the system space, he nodded.

The three of Taixu didn't say anything more, and after bowing to the ancestral hall, they turned around and left here.

And Du Yun walked in with his feet raised.

"Squeak!"

As the door suddenly closed with a soft sound, the night pearl inlaid in the ancestral hall emitted a bright light, dispelling all the darkness around it.

It was only then that Du Yun had the opportunity to observe the layout in the Patriarch Hall.

The room is not big, only dozens of square meters, and there are a lot of tablets placed on the wooden lattice behind the wall of the table, all of which are the masters of the Kunlun sect for thousands of years.

However, although their status is high, they still cannot be compared with the founding patriarchs.

Du Yun had learned about the situation of the Ancestral Hall from Taixu before he came back, and after his eyes swept over the tablets behind the wall, he quickly retracted them, and directly lifted them up and fell directly to a painting hanging on the wall above the long table.

The background of the painting is the cosmic starry sky.

The figure is a mysterious man with long flowing hair, dressed in white and wearing a purple belt around his waist, with his back to the picture, and at his feet is a golden dragon that occupies most of the scroll and has a body coiled in the endless starry sky.

The dragon opened its mouth as if roaring, its claws tearing apart the sky, and its golden eyes looked down on the world.

As soon as Du Yun saw this picture scroll, a terrifying momentum that spanned nine heavens and ten earths, covering the stars of the universe, rushed down from above, making his breathing stagnant slightly.

Is this the founding patriarch of the Kunlun School?

Being able to create such a cave time with one hand, the strength is really strong, and just the picture scroll left behind makes people can't help but feel surrendered.

But why did he exist so much but left any clues in history, was it deliberately erased, or was he not originally a person from the earth?

At this moment, Du Yun once again thought of the Heavenly World he had been to.

But then, after taking a deep breath to stabilize his mind, he didn't think much about it, but considered that he was now the sect master of the Kunlun faction, and he should indeed give a salute to the ancestor of the mysterious creation sect.

Just do it when you think about it.

Facing the scroll, Du Yun began to bow and salute.

But who knew that as soon as he bent down and lowered his head, the whole picture scroll seemed to have been swept by a strong wind, and suddenly "swish" swayed violently.

An invisible force was released from the scroll and dragged Du Yun out directly, making it impossible for him to bend his body down.

Belch...... This is......

After perceiving this situation, Du Yun looked stunned, looking at the constantly swinging picture scroll for some reason.

However, when such a thing happened, he would not continue to force it, so he simply stood up with the power of the invisible lift.

Suddenly, the scroll returned to normal.

"Okay, forget it if you don't let you salute, if you really meet in the future, don't blame me for not being polite, it's you who left this picture scroll to make trouble!" Du Yun frowned, shook his head and muttered.

The ceremony outside has not yet ended, and the arrival of various forces has made the Kunlun faction very lively.

Wen Ji and Zhu Rong were accompanied by the female disciples of the Kunlun faction, and Zhuge Liang and the others had long been familiar with many martial artists of this cave strength, and took the opportunity to confirm each other's cultivation experience and prepare for the breakthrough in the future.

The ancestral hall is very quiet, and no one dares to disturb it.

Du Yun simply activated the outside formation.

Then, he gathered his mind and sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the table, took out the bundle of fairy ropes, and dripped a drop of blood squeezed out of his fingers on it, and began to slowly refine it.

The breeze blew and lifted a strand of filament at Du Yun's sideburns.

Later, the golden dragon on the picture scroll seemed to come to life, and the golden eyes full of majesty suddenly turned to look directly at Du Yun, and there was an indescribable excitement in his eyes.

……

I don't know how long it took, Du Yun slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the bundle of immortal ropes in his hand, felt the last obstacle in it, and directly controlled the surging Yuan Force in his body to pour into it, breaking it through in an instant.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the golden light was bright, filling the entire ancestral hall.

After the bundle of immortal ropes was thoroughly refined, it seemed to come back to life, and a "sigh" flew out of Du Yun's hand at once, turning into a golden dragon and swimming rapidly around Du Yun.

At this moment, Du Yunfu went to his heart, and at the same time took out the Fantian Seal and the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover.

When the three Kunlun Supreme Treasures floated into the air and their breaths were connected together, it was as if some kind of mechanism had been touched, and a ray of light suddenly condensed and rushed towards Du Yun.

This is......

Du Yun was shocked in his heart and wanted to resist.

But the golden light passed directly through his raised arm and rushed into his mind.

It turned out to be a piece of information......

After his consciousness came into contact with the light and understood the situation of the light, Du Yun's mood relaxed, and he closed his eyes again and began to check the information contained in the light.

And Fantian Yin, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, and the Bundle of Immortal Ropes were like children, circling around Du Yun, releasing a faint sense of happiness.

Half an hour passed.

Du Yun opened his eyes again.

This time, his eyes were as bright as torches, staring at the three supreme treasures in front of him with burning eyes, and muttered to himself: "I really didn't expect that the method mentioned by the original Taixu has been hidden in these three supreme treasures. ”

"Refining the Three Treasures, controlling the Cave Heaven, and lowering the soul seal, what is the intention of this founding patriarch of the Kunlun Sect?"

(End of chapter)