India's martial arts civilization is very strong, but India's overall strength is very weak. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is facilitated by their caste system, which has four hierarchies in India.

First estate Brahmins: mainly monk-nobles who had the privilege of interpreting religious scriptures and worshipping gods. The second class of Kshatriyas: were the military and administrative aristocracy, who had the privilege of collecting various taxes. The third class of Vaishyas: The free class of Aryan civilians who engaged in farming, animal husbandry, fishing, hunting, etc., had no political privileges, and had to provide for the first two classes in the form of alms and taxes. Fourth Estate: The vast majority of the Shura were conquered natives, belonging to non-Aryans, who practiced more lowly occupations.

The Brahmins, on the other hand, account for only about 3% of India's total population, but they hold 70% of the judiciary and nearly half of the seats in Parliament. If you are lucky enough to live in a Brahmin family, then congratulations, you have someone to help wipe your butt after going to the toilet.

But people from other castes, especially the "untouchables", are not so happy. During the Ming Dynasty, Ranh people accounted for about 26% of Indians. That is, if you were born into this ancient civilization, there is about a 1 in 4 chance that you will become one of the "untouchables".

The untouchables do the dirtiest and lowliest jobs, they are considered the dirtiest and most unclean, and are called the "untouchables". They need to wear bells when walking on the road to make a noise for others to avoid. If an Indian accidentally touches a pariah, it is considered "tainted" and must be eliminated by a ritual practice.

In the villages, the untouchables had to live downwind to avoid the wind blowing their uncleanness into the clean living conditions of the upper castes. They did not have the right to education, were not allowed to study religious scriptures, were not allowed to enter monasteries, and were not allowed to practice martial arts. In fact, Indian martial arts are controlled by the high castes, and untouchables and commoners cannot learn it at all.

Untouchables are not even allowed to walk side by side with other people, they have to bring their own brooms when they walk, and clean their footprints as they go. Not even shadows can overlap with other people, so as not to defile others.

The above are just some inconveniences in life, in fact, Indian untouchables have no human rights at all, and no one cares if they kill them.

The untouchables and civilians, who account for more than 80% of the total population, have no access to martial arts, and are basically ordinary people. People of the upper castes can abuse them if they learn both martial arts, so there are very few rebellions in India. After thousands of years of rule, these Dalit commoners have become accustomed to a way of life without human rights, and they would not be accustomed to it if they were not enslaved by their masters.

"It's terrible that there is such a hierarchical country." After Li Qingkong and others learned about Indian folk customs, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Although there are many ordinary people in the Central Plains who suffer hardship, compared to here, it is simply a paradise." An interpreter who is familiar with local folklore told them and said with emotion: "As long as their caste system is not eliminated one day, this country will not be in trouble." ”

At this time, India had been left behind by Genghis Khan, a steppe country, and the Timurid country had been abused several times. Therefore, when the Indians saw the Central Plains people, they trembled and did not dare to approach them from a distance, and some people showed hatred to them.

That's right, it's hatred and not hatred, because these untouchables don't dare to hate, they just hate foreign invaders and disturb their happy slave life.

The largest religion in India is called "Brahmanism", and its martial arts civilization is even larger than Buddhism. However, because the "ruled" are too weak, the rulers don't like to cultivate much, and anyway, if they cultivate to the fourth or fifth realm, they can do whatever they want.

Of course, Brahmanism also has many masters, so Broken Waves and others are a little more restrained.

"Let's go, go and see their temple, and see how powerful Brahmanism is." With a wave of his hand, Broken Wave left half of the men to guard the fleet, and led three thousand men to break into the city with great vigour.

At this time, India was also divided, war, and thousands of black soldiers appeared in front of them, blocking their way. These were the local city guards, with more than five hundred cavalry, and the remaining several thousand were sword and shield soldiers and spear and shield soldiers.

There were also several huge elephant cavalry, one of which sat a richly dressed black monk. The monk had the highest status in India, he did not carry weapons, but simply sat on top of an elephant and commanded.

"Warriors from the Central Plains, why are they invading here?" The monk used his internal strength to spread his voice far away.

"The masters of the Nine Realms, it seems that their martial arts are not bad, who is going to take his head back?" Broken Wave asked.

"I'll go!" Li Qing said emptyly.

As he spoke, Li Qingkong had already pulled out his green steel sword and used his light skills to quickly pounce on the monk.

Green steel is forged from cold iron, which is more tough and elastic than cold iron. It was not easy to forge cold iron into green steel, and Ji Yang used great efforts to recruit a famous refining sect in the rivers and lakes to the Xingzhu Workshop.

When the monk saw him rushing at him alone, his eyes widened with a hint of anger. As soon as he waved his hand, a cavalry leader rode out of the column and rushed towards Li Qingkong.

The cavalry leader, who was well-equipped and armed with a spear, soon collided head-on with Li Qingkong. Li Qingkong's footsteps were light, and he immediately flew over the cavalry leader, and stabbed him in the back of his neck with a reversed sword.

The cavalry leader brandished his spear, trying to block this sword, but he didn't expect that Li Qingkong's sword qi was extremely sharp and fast, penetrating the back of his neck in an instant, and Li Qingkong's speed did not decrease after he landed, and he pounced in front of the monk in three or two blows.

When he threw himself in front of the monk, the cavalry leader fell to the ground, sending a puff of smoke and dust. The elephant trunk that the monk sat down waved and wanted to knock Li Qingkong back, but he cut off the nose with a sword, and the sword qi continued to slash at the monk's neck.

"Drink!" The monk clasped his hands together and shouted, and a layer of black true qi appeared on the surface of his body. His kung fu is called the "Dark Treasure Book", in their words, it is the power of the dark god, and through the practice of meditating on the dark god's law, it is very similar to the Ming King Seal.

The platinum sword qi hit the dark body protection true qi and dissolved silently.

Of course, Li Qingkong would not stop with a single sword, he landed on the elephant's head and stabbed hundreds of swords at the monk in a row. The monk was two realms higher than him, and his skills were profound, and he sat there with one heart on defense, and Li Qingkong didn't pierce his body-protecting true qi with a single sword.

Suddenly, one of the monk's arms stretched out violently and grabbed Li Qingkong's neck. Li Qingkong was startled, he didn't expect this guy's arm to become so long, so he hurriedly blocked it with his sword and flew back upside down with his strength. He slashed his sword into the monk's palm, and his palm was not damaged at all, which shows that this black monk's martial arts are extraordinary.

"Stand down now, I won't kill you." The monks didn't seem to want to make a big fuss.

"I'm ashamed, my swordsmanship is still unfamiliar." Li Qingkong said after retreating.

"It's already remarkable that you only have the sevenfold realm and dare to fight with the masters of the ninefold realm in front of the two armies. This black monk's martial arts are indeed powerful, even I am not sure to defeat him, unless the two of us join forces. Broken Waves said. He is also in the sevenfold realm, but he has practiced the eclipse sun sword technique since he was a child, and his sword qi is much more refined than Li Qingkong.

"Let me come!" Nie Feng was two years older than him, and he had already reached the eightfold realm, and with the Divine Soldier Snow Drink and the Nine Yin True Scripture, he was a little more confident. He was the best at light skills, and after pulling out the snow drinking knife, it was like a gust of wind flying out, leaping up and slashing at the monk from a high place.

The fourth form of the Ghost Prison Knife Sutra - Gathering Qi Slash!

The thick true qi was highly condensed on the blade, and then it slashed down in an instant, emitting a sword light that was practiced.

The monk looked solemn and folded his hands to clamp the knife, but the knife was so sharp that he split his hand and slashed it on the monk's head. Poof... The dark true qi on the monk's body burst open, leaving a bloody mark on the top of his head.

"Look for death!" The monk was furious, and his left arm was stretched out violently to attack Nie Feng.

Nie Feng walked through the air, turned to the monk's back, and cut off his head with a single sword. "Kneel and don't kill!" Nie Feng carried the monk's head and stood high on the elephant's head, and the elephant did not dare to move because of his momentum.

He stood in a chic manner, but apart from the monks, the other Indian soldiers could not understand Chinese. When they saw the monk being killed, some fled in panic, while others angrily slaughtered Nie Feng.

More than a dozen spears stabbed at Nie Feng, he frowned, stepped on the head of the spear and flew up, falling back to the side of the broken wave.

"Tiger God Cannon Ready!" When Broken Lang saw a large number of soldiers rushing over, he naturally wouldn't play heads-up tricks anymore.