In the southeastern region of the far western continent, there is a huge mountain range, the mountain range extends out of many branches, between the lofty mountains and mountains, lush and green, there are longevity deer fairy foxes in the forest, there are spirit apes and birds in the trees, strange flowers and plants do not know how many, green pines and cypresses abound.

This place is a scene of uninhabited primitive deep forest.

Deep in the dense forest, there is a large tree, which stands out from the crowd, hundreds of feet high, and has the potential to soar into the sky, but it does not seem so abrupt.

The leaves are leather-like, dark green, with shiny reflections on the leaf surface from time to time, and the leaf surface is wide enough to be the size of an adult man's hands.

This is an ancient Bodhi tree that has grown here for an unknown number of years.

Ancient trees are separated from bottom to top, and the branches are separated layer by layer, which is very regular.

On the middle branch of the linden tree bears a fruit that is not too small, a very abrupt fruit.

It is said that there will be no fruit at this time.

But such a huge Bodhi tree has such a fruit.

There is a hemp rope under the fruit, which looks very strong.

A twine with the thickness of a thumb hangs horizontally on the branch in the middle of the ancient tree, and the hemp rope swings in the wind.

One end of the hemp rope is dark and smooth, and the end of the rope is tied in a small knot.

This luster is like a dark luster that is produced by being held in the hand for a long time.

I didn't think that the hemp rope could be coiled out.

However, at this time, drop by drop of blood slowly dripped from the end of the rope, like the hourglass of life passing silently.

The blood flow is getting slower and slower, and part of the blood clots on the hemp rope.

It was as if the blood was going to flow very slowly, as if life was coming to an end。。。。。

Follow the route of the blood to the other end of the hemp rope.

At the other end of the hemp rope is a standard buckle with a macaque bolt attached.

The macaque glanced around vigilantly and sluggishly.

I saw that it had a burly body and thick arms, and it was a rare type of strong and tall macaque.

But now, this macaque has multiple scars on his back, not only on his back, arms, and legs, but also on his arms, legs, and in some places, bones can be seen in depth.

Fortunately, the bones are not broken, the tendons are not broken, and he can still move.

The blood on the hemp rope seems to be the blood of this macaque at this time.

It had lost a lot of blood and had a hard time moving, and it didn't seem to last long.

Its blood was still running slowly down the twine.

The bright red blood, the color flows with the hemp rope, from light to dark, from bright red to deep red.

The hemp rope and hair on the macaque's neck have become purple-black and purple-black.

Almost all over the body was wet with blood.

Apparently this is not the first time this macaque has been injured.

It's not the first time that blood-stained hemp rope has been.

This time, however, the macaque wounds were visible to the bones, and the blood was almost dry.

Seeing that the monkey life was about to end, he rushed to the underworld to be reincarnated.

Bless it not to suffer such an ordeal in the next life.

But this macaque has a very strong desire to survive, but refuses to die.

The macaque endured the severe pain, and the monkey's face was distorted.

Lick your wounds, make yourself feel a little better, and keep climbing up.

Climbing here, the monkey's expression changed.

It seems to be joy.

On closer inspection, the macaque's face did have a look of pleasure, but this color of pleasure was mixed with the extreme pain of the body.

But it can be seen that the pain of the body can hardly hide the pleasure of the soul.

Although the macaque at this time is indeed extremely weak, the weakness caused by excessive bleeding.

But the macaque's strong desire to survive brought it to the end, the end of the heart.

Ahead......

There is a dark golden fruit, the fruit is oval-shaped, slightly reflective in the sun, there is some sticky liquid on it, crystal clear like morning dew, it looks very good.

It is the only fruit of this ancient Bodhi tree.

There was a joy of hope in the macaque's eyes, and it was probably the only thing that could make the macaque happy at this time.

Even if it is going to die in the next second, it will eat this fruit.

Endured the severe pain and grabbed the fruit.

He swallowed the fruit without washing or spitting out the pit, as if there was no pit.

Of course, monkeys don't wash their food in the first place.

The acidity of the fruit did not affect the monkey's appetite, and if it had tasted like this, it would definitely not eat it.

But now it's hungry, it's tired, it's more painful, it doesn't care what it tastes like, as long as it can bite, as long as it can eat, even if it's poisonous, even if it's smelly, it'll eat it.

Eating the fruit seems to have more strength, but it is more hungry and wants to eat more.

It needed to eat more food, so it took a handful of the leaves around the fruit and licked them into its mouth.

After eating a lot of leaves, the macaque soon fell into a coma and lay motionless on the trunk.

But there is a look of contentment on the face, and it is no longer all pain.

At the edge of a mountain range, there is a wood, which is not too far or too close to the human settlement, but it is also deep in the dense forest, and it is rarely penetrated by people in normal times.

Only hunters in the villages and towns on the edge of the mountains occasionally venture deep into the dense forest, and there are many dangers in the woods.

However, today there is a group of hunters, this group of hunters has a dozen or so people, each of them is dark-skinned, half-naked, the weather is too hot, everyone's skin is shiny, hair is curly, obviously not washed for a long time.

The hunters, armed with simple bows and arrows, ordinary hunting knives, twine, and other tools, marched deeper into the woods.

Although the bow and arrow are simple and the hunting knife is ordinary, it is already considered good in such a place, and it is a rare good weapon.

Experienced hunters are scouting their way ahead, and everyone is slowly moving forward from a distance.

In the depths of the woods lives a group of macaques.

There are dozens of macaques in this group, which is a relatively large group of monkeys around.

Today is the day of the change of the king of the macaques, and several strong male macaques have gathered here.

The last Monkey King crawled in the middle of the clearing, inspecting the other macaques who wanted to challenge him, and the monkey's tail was cocked, which was also to show his status as the Monkey King.

Out of every group of monkeys, only the Monkey King can his tail so high.

Today, however, not only the monkey king cocked his tail, but several monkeys also cocked their tails.

These monkeys are the challengers of the Monkey King.

One by one, the challengers also cocked their tails high, or even higher.

constantly issued a provocative roar to the Monkey King, wanting to challenge the position of the Monkey King, one by one, the sword rattling.

A tense and intense atmosphere spread among the monkeys, with roars and intimidating cries one after another.

The competition in the Monkey King was so fierce that the atmosphere reached its peak for a while.

Becoming the Monkey King not only allows him to his tail, but the Monkey King can also give priority to eating the best food, have the most female monkeys as his own princess, and can command all the monkeys.

The monkeys have a very high IQ and a very pronounced hierarchy.

So today the whole group of monkeys is strong enough that the monkeys who feel good about themselves their tails.

In short, all the monkeys that feel that they can challenge the monkey king have their tails cocked high, and almost all adult male macaques are restless.

The Monkey King looked at one of the tallest and strongest looking male macaques with their tails cocked, and this challenger had a head longer than the others in a group of macaques, which were generally about half a meter long.

The Monkey King moved on all fours on the trunk of the tree, crawling towards the macaque, roaring and intimidating at the strongest challenger.

This macaque has a strong enough body that it even looks stronger than the Monkey King.

The strong, tall body is the source of his confidence, and it is also the confidence that he dares to stand at the front and face the Monkey King.

It had absolute confidence in itself, and when it saw that the Monkey King was the first to pick itself, the strong macaque was even more excited.

It bared its teeth at the Monkey King, baring its fangs and roaring in a threatening and defiant roar.