The white ape had forgotten how he had descended the mountain, had not encountered a big insect or a horse monkey, and had returned to the small forest occupied by the tribe, still looking at the peak and heavy clouds.

This time it's no longer in a daze, it's thinking.

What am I asking for?

Its wisdom grew, its thinking grew faster and faster, its thoughts became deeper, and not only that, but it also had a lot of knowledge in its mind.

It knew what a beast was and what a man was, and on this day it thought, "It was not an ape on the mountain, but a man."

One day, it saw that the old ape was picking fruits and making wine, and it suddenly knew what was fine, what was strange, and even what was immortal, and it thought again, that the mountain was not a human, but an immortal.

But even so, it still doesn't know what it wants.

It tried to plant, but in this natural forest, there is an abundance of products, and there is no shortage of food;

It tried weaving, wrapping vine leaves around its waist and was popular among the tribe for a while, but it was soon forgotten, it was not comfortable, and there was no need to keep warm in the mountains where the four seasons were like spring;

It even learned to make its own fire, and no longer needed the fire left by the lightning strike, but it accidentally caused a mountain fire...... Fortunately, on that day, it happened to rain heavily, otherwise the creatures in the mountains would have suffered a catastrophe.

Its wisdom is not useless, but it cannot bring about earth-shaking changes in this mountain forest, and the gap between them makes it feel extremely frustrated.

It's not suitable for the mountains, but where should it go? It had never been out of this green mountain, and even the farthest point it had reached was only that peak.

Maybe wisdom is not what it asks for.

The white ape still thought about it, still looked at the heavy clouds, but rarely tinkered with its own inexplicable ideas, and began to follow the old ape to choose fruits and learn to make wine; Learn to pick herbs, treat the injured and accidentally sick kind; Learn to use flowers and plants that emit special smells to drive away fierce beasts and enclose a place for the tribe to live......

This kind of day is not satisfying, but it is also reassuring, and day after day, just when the white ape thought that it was going to be repeated like this forever, an accident happened suddenly.

An ape-eating eagle came out of nowhere and attacked the peaceful group in succession, causing panic.

On this day, the ape-eating eagle fell from the sky again, took away a young ape, and the cruel scene of pecking blind eyes and disemboweling was reflected in the eyes of the white ape.

On this day, the white ape went deeper and deeper into the forest, and it swung farther and farther, and ran faster and faster, and there seemed to be a fire burning in its heart, and it was nighttime again, and the white ape came to the foot of the mountain.

It didn't rain too much in the mountains, but it still covered the already dark night mountain forest even deeper, the white ape did not pause, lifted a breath, and went directly to the mountain, perhaps it was lucky, all the way carefully through the forest, and did not encounter a big insect, but a new problem was placed in front of it.

The rain hasn't stopped, and although it's not heavy, it's still slipping the already dangerous climbing stone steps, will it be able to reach the top this time?

The white ape glanced at the smoke clouds that were still lingering in the rainy night, and resolutely stepped onto the stone steps.

Braving the rain, the white ape's hair has been soaked, soft and fitting, it maintains a steady speed, does not dare to pause for a moment, does not look back for a moment, it does not know that the steps behind it have been reduced to the heel at the most dangerous time, and firmly climb up step by step.

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Gradually, the wind and rain stopped, and another day the sun rose in the east, and the white ape climbed to the peak, and the immortal was still here, still with that demeanor, as if there was nothing in heaven and earth that could shake his existence.

"White ape, you're here again, do you know what you're asking for?" The immortal asked.

The white ape knelt on the ground and answered, "Ape ......."

It turned out that it had already understood human language, but now it was the first time it spoke, and it said with difficulty, word by word: "I want to protect the people."

The immortal came to the white ape again and asked, "So, the one you ask for is power?"

The white ape nodded repeatedly.

The immortal smiled, slapped his palm on its head twice, and said, "In that case, this time

I will give you swordsmanship."

The white ape descended the mountain, took a steel sword on his shoulder, and returned to the group.

Every day, it danced its sword in the glade, as if turning into a round glow, which caused many apes to watch, and several very clever apes danced along with the branches.

On this day, the sky was clear and clear, and there was no cloud, and a black dot flew close from nowhere, accompanied by the sound of chirping, and the ape-eating eagle hovered in the air again.

For a while, there was a lot of noise among the ethnic groups, and they hid one after another.

But the white ape grabbed his sword sharply, climbed up the branches, and jumped between the canopies of the trees.

The eye of the bird of prey instantly locked on the ape, which did not know whether it was alive or dead, and the ape-eating eagle gradually lowered its height, and the white ape still did not know it, and squatted down on a branch, with his back to the raptor.

The ape-eating eagle did not hesitate, and swooped down violently, grabbing the white ape.

Seeing that he was about to die under the claws of the next moment, the white ape twisted his body suddenly, like a dragon going out to sea, jumped up from the branch, did not retreat but advanced, and rushed straight to the ape-eating eagle, a cold light was exposed from its arms, and the reflected sunlight flashed the eyes of the bird of prey for a moment.

The white ape showed a strange posture in the air, twisting his whole body like a python, sending the long sword out with both hands, and with just one blow, the blade of the sword smeared a bloody light from the ape-eating eagle, and one ape and one eagle fell into the forest together.

The white ape got up from the pool of blood, and when he saw the ape eagle falling to the ground, the corpse still twitching slightly, and there seemed to be a kind of happiness in his heart.

It solves the threat of the race, not only that, but from now on, it feels that it is enough to deal with any snakes, insects, tigers and leopards, and it loves swordsmanship to the extreme, although it solves the threat of the race, it still continues to dance the sword every day.

The white ape felt like it had gotten what it asked for.

One day at noon, it was dancing its sword in the glade, and a gray monkey suddenly ran towards the tree, interrupting its movements, and the mouth was whining, and the white ape was taken aback, scratched his head, picked up the sword, and hurriedly followed the gray monkey to a cave.

There is nothing special about this cave, if you have to say that the old monkeys live here, and when the young people of the tribe came here, they all stole the wine brewed by the old monkeys, and on this day the monkey wine was piled up in the cave, but no apes moved.

The old monkey was lying in the hole, his eyes were closed, his mouth and nose were sighing, there was no way out, and it was obvious that it was the time of day.

When the white ape came to the cave, the old monkey raised his fingertips, but he did not have the strength to move his arms, and after all, he still did not entrust him with anything.

The white ape watched for a day and a night, and watched in a daze that the old monkey did not survive after all, and lost his life.

This scene gave it an incomparably shocking moment, it saw the natural passing of life for the first time, and for no reason, it felt extremely frightened.

It is afraid of life and death, and even so afraid that it can't close its eyes and fall asleep, tossing and turning, it gets up and dances a sword, the cold light is cold, the sword is strong, the stone is broken, but it can't give it a sense of security.

That night, the white ape left behind the sword, left the tribe alone, and came to the foot of the mountain again.

This time, it did not experience any difficulties, and even when it stepped on the stone steps, it only felt the lightness of the oil, and it climbed faster and faster, but no matter what, it reached the peak on time when the sun rose in the east.

It knelt at the feet of the immortal, who patted it lightly on the head and asked, "What do you want this time?"

The white ape replied, "The disciple wants to live forever."

There's still a chapter later, so let's read it tomorrow

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