"I hate Brahmins, caste system, and everything that makes people vomit. I want to destroy all this." When Sima Zhang's backhand was made public at the Brahmin rally, Bankim's eyes turned dark, as if he heard Sima Zhang's resentment voice.

If you lose, you will be defeated and it will be impossible to recover.

All the Brahmin members who participated in the rally were furious. Even the Brahmin members who had previously supported Bankim left the chair and did not dare to stand with Bankim.

Bankim leaned against the backrest and entered a black vision state. Everything in front of him was full of shadows. He already knew where he was wrong and knew that he had not killed the Brahmin members who followed him, but it was meaningless and could not explain it. From the moment the image was released, he was finished.

"Bankim, how dare you!" The conservatives among the Brahmin members did not have a good sense of the Shurak family, but the poor senses were a problem of personal feelings. After all, Sima Zhang compromised with Vesutipa I, which harmed the interests of the Brahmins. However, Sima Zhang was committed to suppressing Vaisya and Shudra, which was truly safeguarding the interests of the Brahmins.

Therefore, even if the conservative Brahmin members were not very satisfied with Zhang, they never thought of killing each other. What's more, there is no such thing as extermination of Brahmins in the teachings of Brahmins. They are all above and are the symbol of the mouth of Brahmins and the inviolability of sacredness.

Bankim slowly raised his hand. He knew that he had been plotted by Sima Zhang, and he also understood how much impact the Brahmin members would have on putting the facts in front of the members of the assembly.

"Hahaha, I said it was for us Brahmins. It turned out that we were just fighting for power and profit. When did we fall to this level, shouldn't we be above the top?" The distant relative of the Shurak family pointed at Bankim with a crying and laughing expression and asked.

Bankim did not reply. He knew that no matter what he said now, even if he presented evidence to show that the Brahmin member under his command was killed by Zhang's backhand, for the sake of this moment, would it make sense? It was meaningless. Sima Zhang died at his hands, and this is the fact.

Sometimes the so-called final conclusion may not be made for the dead. Sima Zhang used his own death to finalize Banjim - fighting for power and profit, violating doctrines, and unforgivable evils!

"No wonder my uncle asked me to go to the northern foothills of the Himalayas to escape from the world. It turns out that this world is no longer the Brahmin world." A Brahmin member sighed lightly, as if he had a great enlightenment because of reality. His natural star spirit shines out of his body, and his face becomes more towards gods and Buddhas.

"Let's practice avoid the world, just do what you should do in this world." After the Brahmin member finished speaking, he fell on the floor, and then a golden glow ignited on his body, and his whole body turned into light and returned to the northern foot of the Himalayas.

Then several Brahmin members saw this scene, sighed, gave up everything, and returned to nature with a perfect spiritual state.

After all, the Brahminism in this era is still far from being broken. The wise man’s positioning of Brahmins from the beginning was the meticulous division of society. The mouth of Brahmin mastered by the high-ranking Brahmin is just a great liberation of the mind.

A thousand years have passed, and although the Brahmins have gradually begun to fall, this system that can be passed down from a thousand years ago to two thousand years later still has its advantages. It does not regard it as a class, but instead extracts the way of practice in it. This system is not bad in this era.

The nirvana of nirvana, the return to nature, and the liberation of liberation, are only normal humans left, but because only humans are left, many things that seem to be easily seen through in the realm of being matched with gods and Buddhas, and they are completely unable to see through.

Once the Brahmin system collapsed, the Brahmins who were gathering walked all the way. In the end, only Banjim was left sitting alone in the darkness in such a large synagogue.

"You won, Chang, you really ruined everything you hate." As the sunset was about to set, Bankim finally let go of everything, and the Brahmin was no longer saved!

After the collapse of the assembly that could have been an organization, the Brahmins were completely in a state of headlessness. They were able to gradually suppress the Brahmin resources, relying on all the roughly integrated interests and relatively reasonable resource integration, facing nearly a hundred times the number of Brahmins, Vaishya and Shudras.

But now the joint assembly of Brahmins collapsed, and Bankim's killing of Sima Zhang left an untrustworthy seed for all Brahmins. It is unlikely that there will be such a large-scale integration of resources and material resources among Brahmins.

What would be the result of each fighting? Bankim knew very well that the Brahmins would lose. If Vaishya and Shudra had been hampered by the inviolable nature of the Brahmins and their high status, they would not dare to attack the core residential areas of Brahmins even in turmoil.

Even now, if not expected, the image of Bankim, a Brahmin, killing another Brahmin should have spread everywhere in a short period of time.

"Lost, Zhang, you are so amazing!" Bankim sat upright. He had already fully understood Sima Zhang's intention, but even if he understood this intention, it had no meaning. The other party was dead and could not investigate it.

Even if the other party still has some doubts, some doubts about identity and wisdom, you can continue to check it. Can you explain anything after finding it?

"Forget it, you won. If you knew you had such wisdom before, you might not have reached this point." Bankim slowly stood up. He had already thought of something. Can Chang make such a plan and truly take advantage of the opportunity to break the foundation of the thousand-year-old Brahmin. Then the simplest question is, can such a person not settle the family twenty years ago?

This is a very big flaw, but Sima Zhangren died and was covered in dust in the past. The Brahmins who experienced this matter would definitely not want to touch this scandal. Even if Banjim reacted, even if he had some ideas, he would not want to anger other Brahmins.

It's all like this, what else do you want to do with Bankim? You have killed everyone, and in the end, you have to pour another basin of dirty water on the head of the Shulak family?

Bankim got up and walked out of the dark synagogue. This place will no longer be used, and the Brahmins may not have any future.

Sima Zhang's death, the collapse of the Brahmin system, and the dissipation of the sacredness of the high caste, all the Brahmins were destroyed by the lower caste.

"Suppression must be suppressed. Vaisya and Shudra are our real trouble." Bankim took out the flint and knocked it twice. The splashed sparks ignited the soft material beside him. Then Bankim stood in place with mocking and looked at the former council hall, where Sima Zhang's loud voice echoed, but at this moment the sound was so mocking.

"Without this assembly, we cannot use all our strength and do not even have military power to suppress Vaisya and Shudra, which are hundreds of times more powerful than us?" Bankim looked at the burning synagogue with a mockery look on his face.

Then Bankim showed obvious sadness. Now even if he had the correct answer, it would lose its meaning. It was basically impossible for any members of the Brahmins to be willing to listen to his suggestions. They would only continue to follow Sima Zhang's "effective" suppression plan.

But where did the Brahmins come from their power to suppress Vaisya and Shudra, which are hundreds of times more powerful than their own. What's more, as soon as the blood is opened, the butcher's knife is raised, and after the first Brahmin dies, there will be countless people behind them. After that, they will turn back completely.

The flames in the synagogue burned quickly, and the scorching flames blew across Bankim's cheek. Bankim shook his head, dissipated his internal energy, and walked towards the fire. He would probably become a shame that the Brahmins could never wash away.

"I actually lifted the butcher's knife." Bankim's robe had already started to wrinkle in the rolling heat wave, and Bankim fell up as if he had not noticed it and slowly began to recite the Vedas.

"Just want to die like this?" Bankim's guardian appeared behind Bankim and looked at Bankim with a complicated expression.

"At least this is the easiest solution." Bankim said calmly. As soon as the image of Bankim killing Sima Zhang came out, several Brahmins directly transformed into light and the extinction of nirvana. To put it bluntly, isn't it because death is the easiest?

"This is not the case with Bankim I know." The powerful warrior who was guarding Bankim forced the flames and said to him.

"Sorry, I've disappointed you." Bankim said with sadness for a moment, "I failed to do what I promised you."

"Then you should at least take responsibility." The pure glory covered Bankim, conveying his beliefs with a cold heart.

"Sorry, let me die. If it weren't for me, the Brahmin could at least continue like this. Due to my incompetence, my sins will be atone for my death." Bankim's eyes no longer had the pursuit of life. He and Zhu Helai had fallen to protect the Brahmin and to protect this foundation. As a result, by accident, this foundation was destroyed in his hands.

"The foundation of the thousand-year inheritance is destroyed in your hands. Is your life enough to compensate? Is the lives of all your family combined enough?" Guanghui scolded Bankim with anger.
Chapter completed!