After leaving that space, she arrived at an unexpected location. The place where the space was connected turned out to be the altar of the Tianfeng Dynasty. She came out from behind a rockery where the altar was relatively hidden. When she wanted to go back to find the way she came, she couldn't find it. The way she came and the space she came from seemed to disappear with the wind, no leave any traces of its existence.
"Papa pata." The sound of hurried footsteps came from a distance, Leng Yetong hurriedly hugged Xiaomo and hid behind the rockery, watching a group of well-trained soldiers hurried past here, where they went, It seems to be the location of the national teacher. Gently frowned, at this time, what did the army come to do with the national teacher? Outsiders are not allowed to enter the altar. She lowered her eyes and thought about it, she felt that she would follow up and have a look. I heard that King Qi was also looking at the national teacher recently, and it was good to see what he wanted to do.
Thinking like this, she took action, chanting a spell in her mouth, hiding her figure, and swaggeringly followed behind them and walked towards the national teacher's room.
Just as she heard the news that day, there were a lot of soldiers outside the room of the national teacher, and some children from the altar were surrounding these soldiers, begging and saying that they wanted to send some food to the national teacher. The national teacher has not eaten for three days, and he will not be able to bear it if it goes on like this. But what they got were cold-blooded and ruthless answers from the soldiers. Three words could not shatter their beliefs. They knelt down at the door, kowtowed, and begged bitterly, but these soldiers were really unmoved.
Leng Yetong looked at this scene from a distance, and felt deeply in his heart. His eyes sank, and he moved his fingers gently. The soldiers opposite these children knelt down uncontrollably and kept slamming at these children. Nodding their heads, these little children who had gotten them didn't know what to do. They stayed in place, begging to be forgotten, kowtowing, and even stopping.
"What are you doing!?" Ling Yun walked over with a group of soldiers, frowned at the absurd scene in front of him, and shouted coldly, "What do you guys look like!? Isn't that shameful enough!? Get up!"
"Sir, it's not that we think so, it's that we really can't control ourselves." A soldier who was kowtow raised his head and said with a crying voice. He continued to kowtow without giving him much time to react.
"You have been punished by God, hahaha, hahaha." The old national teacher's voice was arrogant, and the voice of laughter came from the room, and said sarcastically, "You disobey God's will, and sooner or later you will be punished. It's time for retribution, look at it, this is just a small lesson, a bigger retribution is coming, hahaha, hahaha."
After listening to the words of the national teacher, Ling Yun couldn't help frowning. Although he didn't really believe in these so-called scourges and prophecies, the words of the national teacher were exceptionally accurate every time, which made him a little careless. He stood there thinking for a while, and said coldly, "Drag them down for me, open the door for me, I'm going to see the national teacher."
"Yes, my lord." The remaining soldiers took the lead and dragged the soldiers who kept kowtowing down, then took off the chains on the room, pushed open the door, and made way for Lingyun. Ling Yun took a deep breath, raised his feet, and walked into the room.