This treasure is a treasure that a great magical person in the ancient times refined an ancient mountain thousands of feet in size for 589 days, and finally succeeded.

"go!"

A fierce light flashed on Wang Ren's face, and he saw that the whole body of "Kunyue Mountain" immediately trembled, and all kinds of runes rolled around.

After the Kunyue Mountains rolled around, they began to rise sharply. In just an instant, they turned into a mountain with a height of more than 300 feet.

The mountain, which was more than 300 feet long, roared and became the overwhelming force of Mount Tai, slamming towards Wu Tao's position.

Such a behemoth, even if Wu Tao was in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, could not cut it into two pieces, or even injure it at all.

Wu Tao's expression condensed, and he slashed continuously with the broken ancient sword. His spiritual consciousness activated him, and the human sword merged into one.

In an instant, as fast as lightning, dozens of swords were slashed out, and countless sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword like a rolling river.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Crackling!

The sound of bursting energy rang out hundreds of times. In an instant, Wang Ren and Wu Tao flew away, their faces turning pale.

A flash of light flashed in Wang Ren's eyes, and as he pinched it with both hands, Kunyue Mountain began to undergo new changes.

The heavy mountains of Kunyue turned into huge mountains. Dozens of giant mountains roared and lined up in rows to hit Wu Tao's position.

There are not to mention dozens of such behemoths, even just one. Ordinary monks in the late foundation building stage will never be able to take over.

When Wu Tao saw this, he was a little confused.

Even if he knew the opponent's final blow, his attack would definitely be unusual.

But he didn't expect that Wang Ren would directly throw dozens of giant mountains over.

However, when facing a strong enemy, he becomes stronger as he fights and is not afraid of fighting. This is Wu Tao's true character.

Wu Tao, whose fighting spirit was getting stronger and stronger, held his head high and laughed, his laughter rolling, without any scruples. As his figure kept moving and swaying, the broken ancient sword in his hand soared into the sky with great force.

The broken ancient sword turned into invisible sword energy, slashing through the void, and the bright golden sword light cut through the sky.

Rumble——

“Sitting in an ao to catch dragon whales, moving mountains and filling seas!!”

Wu Tao used the power of four ounces to move a thousand catties, and used the Yin and Yang swordsmanship to attack and defend, and directly lifted the oncoming mountains into the air one after another.

"This is impossible!"

Witnessing Wu Tao using a broken ancient sword to lift huge mountains into the air with his own eyes, Wang Ren had a look of disbelief on his face and exclaimed in surprise.

After flying all the giant mountains, Wu Tao took a few steps back, landed on the ground, raised his head and said to Wang Ren: "Your Excellency, I accept the concession."

Wang Ren heard this, snorted coldly, took back Kunyue Mountain, and then said with a solemn expression: "I said, if you follow my three moves, I won't embarrass you again."

"But don't think that just by taking a few moves from me, you will be invincible in this Poseidon ruins. There are many people here, and there are also people who are not inferior to you in strength, but also above you."

"You don't need to tell me this, I know it naturally."

Wu Tao is not stupid. He thinks that he is the number one genius of the younger generation in the world of immortality. There are many geniuses in this world. They also have strong skills, luck, inheritance, treasures, etc.

It cannot be said that there are countless people with stronger combat power than him, but it can also be said that there are quite a few.

However, Wu Tao is confident that he can surpass them step by step and become the winner with the last laugh.

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Wu Tao took a few steps back, landed on the ground, raised his head and said, "Your Excellency, I accept the offer."

Wang Ren snorted and said, "Hypocritical!"

Wu Tao and Wang Ren had no intention of continuing their fight.

"Let's not interfere with the water of the well, otherwise I, Wang Ren, will not be afraid of anyone." While warning Wu Tao, Wang Ren walked towards the door with new words written on it.

Wu Tao didn't care which door he chose. Who knew what was inside before opening it anyway.

"Once you enter the door of death, there will be no life for ten, bones will be everywhere, and there will be countless innocent souls. Please be careful."

Looking at the words on the door of death, Wu Tao smiled slightly and laughed loudly, with great pride and momentum.

"In the world of immortality where the weak prey on the strong, even if there is a slight chance of becoming stronger, we must break through the thorns and move forward bravely. How can we back down just because of a word?"

"If you want to be the strongest person in the world, how can you back down when encountering difficulties?"

The test at the Gate of Death is the inheritance of the illusion, and what is tested is the character of the mind.

The most difficult enemy for a person to defeat is himself, and in this fantasy inheritance, the enemy he faces is himself.

…

In winter, it snows, and the rural fields are bustling with children. They are making snowmen and having snowball fights, having a great time.

At this moment, Wu Tao's complexion was extremely livid, and his eyes were fixed on the three-year-old child not far away who fell on the snow with his face red and extremely weak. He was about to freeze to death. He didn't say a word for a long time.

Wuwa Village!

Wuwa Village in Zeguo, Qingzhou, is his hometown!

How could it be possible? The Poseidon Ruins and Qingzhou Zeguo are hundreds of thousands of miles apart. Even if he has the magical power to teleport between heaven and earth, how can he return to this place in the blink of an eye?

Besides, although this is Wuwa Village, it is not Wuwa Village today.

During this period, most of the buildings in the village were made of thatch and tree trunks, and were very dilapidated and decayed. This was different from the Wuwa Village that he had just visited not long ago, which was built with bricks and huge stones.

Very different.

However, it was not like Wu Tao had never seen such a dilapidated and decaying Wuwa Village.

This is obviously Wuwa Village where he lived when he was a child.

And the three-year-old child who fell in the snow and almost died was Wu Tao himself more than thirty years ago.

At that moment, Wu Tao was so surprised that he almost felt out of his mind. After a while, he gradually calmed down.

For him, his childhood memories contained no joy, only coldness and indifference.

But after all, this is just a bad memory. After so many years, everything has changed.

Wu Tao calmed down and looked up again, only to see an old Taoist priest suddenly appear in the snow in Wuwa Village, standing next to the three-year-old child.

Wu Tao's heart suddenly froze, and his eyes seemed to be glued to this scene.

He stood in front of the old Taoist priest in a daze, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar old Taoist priest. For a moment, he seemed to be in a daze.

This kind of fantasy inheritance of self-test, under normal circumstances, originates from the depths of one's own heart, and all kinds of strange and weird things will appear.

And those things are often the most painful and difficult experiences for a person to face.

Tests that confuse illusion and reality, past and future, and are full of uncertainties are the most difficult to pass.

…

Wu Tao watched silently,

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The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand to help the three-year-old child up, and after giving the child a miraculous medicine for healing injuries and illnesses, he picked up the child and flew away with his sword.

After a long time, Wu Tao, who was standing there, slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Regardless of whether all this is true or fantasy, this scene is a tough battle that he must face, and there is no room for retreat.

Wu Tao sighed with emotion in his heart, looking at his young self being held in the arms of the old Taoist priest, and watching the two people gradually disappearing. He couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly! At this moment...

Wu Tao suddenly felt a turbulent and terrifying aura, spurting out from the sky, as if he was an ant facing the power of heaven and earth!

Wu Tao raised his head and saw clouds of mist shrouding the surroundings, absorbing Wu Tao.

Is this the test at death's door?

What is this?

Ever since he stepped into the door of death, he has been thinking about what the specific conditions, requirements, or tests for passing through the door of death will be like?

…

Suddenly, the whole world and scene began to turn upside down again. Wu Tao was once again shocked to discover that he was no longer the same person!

Perhaps he was just an ordinary late-stage foundation-building monk, and such strength was nothing in the entire world of Jiuzhou and the surrounding wild immortal cultivation world, but he still had power after all.

…

But at this moment, his body was so weak and young.

Weak as ever...

Wu Tao stretched out his arms and looked at his tender hands. He couldn't believe that this was him, but the familiar feeling coming from the depths of his soul forced him to believe that this was him!

"What the hell is going on!"

He looked around in horror and confusion. Gradually, all the memories were in his mind, slowly passing by, and finally disappeared...
To be continued...