OBS Chapter 509 Grand Ceremony
Chapter 509 Grand Ceremony
Star Clan's magic gourd, which can hold living people, is also a controlled item within Star Clan.
Unless there is an order from the Star Venerable, it is impossible to touch it at all, which is enough to see how precious it is.
Wang Liang wanted to do something, but it was not too difficult.
After all, now that all the cultivators of the human race have been captured, there is no reason why they can use this magic weapon gourd.
And it needs to be produced in large quantities, and it must be of good quality, the more it can be packed, the better.
The five gourd instruments that Wang Liang confiscated before could only be considered of medium quality.
As far as he knows the best gourd magic weapon, it can hold 100,000 living people in one gourd, it can be said to be a superpower!
It's just that the giant gourd is said to be carried by Xingzun at all times, basically don't think about it.
However, for the next level, there is another one that can hold 10,000 people, which is also okay.
If you can get hundreds of thousands of people, it is enough for Wang Liang to use.
But the last thing to say is, how do you get these gourds?
This is the problem that cannot be avoided at present.
In the middle of the night, Duma was still sleeping on the bed, and Wang Liang was still sitting at the table thinking;
"According to the information obtained from the second princess of the Star Clan by using the divine search technique, most of the gourd instruments that can hold living people are concentrated in the Star Lord Hall."
"That is the most heavily guarded place in the entire Star Clan. Even those princes and princesses who are valued by the Star Clan cannot easily go there without being summoned by the Star Clan."
"Don't even think about Duma's identity. As for sneaking in... Oh, no, no, it's too risky..."
Thinking of this, Wang Liang felt a little pain in his head, so he took a rest and rubbed his forehead.
At this moment, a few salutes suddenly sounded outside, and the sound of pop, pop, and pop was endless.
Hearing this rhythmic sound, Wang Liang suddenly had a flash of inspiration;
"Yes!"
...
Terran has the habit of celebrating festivals, and so does StarClan.
It will be the end of the year soon, who is only a year old.
At that time, the whole Star Clan will hold a grand ceremony.
It's called Hanging Zha Tian Sheng Ceremony.
That's right, this grand ceremony has connotations.
As for the connotation, you should be able to get a glimpse of the leopard and know a thing or two literally.
"Hanging" in Star Clan is a kind of extremely powerful gunpowder.
Using this kind of gunpowder to blow up the sky shows how much Star Clan hates Heaven.
But it's no wonder that every star clan will inevitably be bombed by the sky from childhood to adulthood in the process of growing up.
Well, for the holidays, they just want to have fun and have fun. On this day, they use "hanging" to blow up the sky and vent their anger.
As for whether it has any effect...don't care, as long as you're happy.
Otherwise, in the final analysis, hanging bombs to the sky is nothing more than setting off a salute.
But the term "fire a salute" is definitely not as powerful and domineering as "hanging the sky".
Xingzun's original plan was to formally put the captured human races into experiments one after another after the grand ceremony.
When the experiment is mature, he can use the human race to help him resist the catastrophe, and then deceive the heaven, open the gate of heaven, and enter the fairy world!
It just sounds simple, but it is quite complicated to do. There are many steps in it, and it may take repeated experiments to succeed.
So we have to wait until after the grand ceremony. After all, the Chinese New Year is a big one, and the tradition cannot be lost.
...
After a few days of hard work, Duma was finally eligible to be summoned into the hall by Xingzun to discuss this year's grand ceremony of hanging and bombing the sky.
Xingzun looked at the nineteenth daughter who had never been seen by him before, and said with majesty as usual;
"Ma'er, you have done a good job recently. I heard from Jier that with your help, those human races have become more and more obedient."
At this time, Duma was controlled by Wang Liang with parasitism, so Wang Liang quickly bowed his head and said;
"Father, this is what the son should do. It is the honor of the son to share the worries of the father."
Hearing this, the Star Clan on the throne nodded with satisfaction;
"You are indeed different from before. It seems that all the hardships you have suffered are not in vain. This is what my heir should be like."
Wang Liang complained in his heart;
'How can you, father of the sons and daughters, who don't care about you leave your hands behind, be so confident in claiming your children's achievements as if they were your own? '
But on the surface, Wang Liang still said respectfully;
"It all depends on the cultivation of the father, and the son will definitely continue to work hard and never let the father down."
Xingzun is very satisfied;
"After the grand ceremony, it should be possible to brainwash all the human races successfully, right?"
Wang Liang; "Father, yes, but..."
After a pause, Wang Liang continued;
"I have an idea, and I hope my father can agree. If possible, the brainwashing of all races will be more thorough."
Xingzun; "Oh? Let's hear it."
Wang Liang; "Let the human race also participate in our grand ceremony."
As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent.
After a while, some princes and princesses had a heated discussion;
"Let the races participate in the grand ceremony? Are you crazy?"
"That's right, what kind of bad idea is this thinking? Aren't you afraid that the human race will take advantage of the chaos and escape?"
"We managed to catch them back. There's no reason to let them out again. If they disperse at that time, there are so many of them, it's hard to catch them."
"That's right, no, definitely not..."
All kinds of objections emerge in endlessly, and basically there is no agreement.
Only the second princess, Du Ji, did not speak, but she looked at Du Ma with puzzled eyes.
"enough!"
When the atmosphere in the hall was becoming more and more noisy, the aloof Xingzun suddenly shouted.
The princes and princesses were trembling immediately and did not dare to speak again.
I saw Xingzun poking out half of his hideous face from the shadow; "Wait... do you know what day it is today?"
"Yes..." The second princess didn't dare to raise her head, and said in a trembling voice, "Yes... it's because I didn't teach the nineteenth sister well, so please forgive her once..."
Often this time is when Xing Zun wants to kill someone.
I still remember that last time, Cang Langlang, the one-star general of the vanguard combat unit, was directly killed by Xingzun after saying this prefix.
Even in the face of his heirs, Xingzun would not have much affection.
In his eyes, only those who are useful can live, and those who are useless will be mercilessly killed.
So the second princess felt that Duma might be more ominous than ominous.
Originally, she didn't want to stand up and intercede with Duma, but when she thought of the scene where Duma saved herself and applied medicine to herself, she subconsciously stood up.
It's just that I regretted it just after I finished speaking, because Du Ji knew her father's temper very well.
If intercession is useful, would there be only a few of the hundreds of princes and princesses left now?
"Father... I understand... Today is the death date of Nineteenth Sister... I will step down now..."
Du Ji was a little desperate. She actually felt powerless and heartbroken for the first time, but she couldn't do anything...