people from my hometown usually eat before they get married. But I never said I had to eat them! And you immediately had your brother and Ziling prepare three different dishes: longevity noodles, dum...Feng Ming nodded, "That's right, once the secret art is broken, I and A Tang will be unable to be reborn for eternity."

Han Yun: "..."

The consequences are so severe, no wonder Feng Ming was so excited just now.

After Feng Ming finished speaking, Han Yun also fell into worry. He had a slight understanding of this secret technique only through the biography of the first generation headmaster of Qingyun Pavilion.

Where is the young master of the Western Regions Devil Clan now

How did she learn about such a secret art

Since she now knows that Feng Ming and An Xue Tang are only able to continue living in this world through such a secret art, will she do anything to them Will she pose any threats to Feng Ming and the Northern Border Princess

Thinking about these things, Han Yun frowned deeply. After a moment, he raised his head and looked at Feng Ming intently, "If I'm not mistaken, you want to kill the young master of that Western Regions evil clan right now"

Feng Ming did not deny it, he just said, "This seat can die, but A Tang cannot have any accidents."

So, he absolutely cannot allow the young master of that Western Regions Evil Clan to continue living.

Listening to Feng Ming's words, Han Yun remained silent for a moment, but still couldn't come up with any way to solve the situation. The scene fell into an awkward silence.

After a while, Han Yun said calmly, "This matter is not trivial. No matter what, don't worry for now. Let's discuss it with the King of Beijiang afterwards and then make plans."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of another thing, "But since the secret technique was lost from your hands, doesn't that mean the way to crack it also disappeared"

“The way to break the secret art is only known by my master. Back then, I was his only disciple, but until he died, he never taught me the breaking method. So, I guess...my master probably wanted the breaking method to disappear from then on.”

Upon hearing Feng Ming's words, Han Yun immediately let out a sigh of relief. "Since that's the case, you have even less to worry about. If your master didn't even pass down the solution to his own direct disciple, how could he possibly pass it on to anyone else"

"So you don't need to worry about it for now. Not only has that secret art been lost, but the method of breaking it is certainly unknown to anyone."

According to normal logic, it would indeed be as Han Yun said.

But lately things have become increasingly strange, and who can guarantee that such speculation is foolproof

If he were wrong, if there was truly someone in this world who knew how to break the secret art, then his little Tang would be in danger.

He cannot allow this to happen.

Therefore, the most secure way to proceed is to silence everyone who knows about this.

Only in this way can we ensure the safety of his wife, A Tang, for her entire life.

But after Han Yun finished speaking, Feng Ming didn't say anything either.

His deep eyes stared at the biography Han Yun held in his hands, then he said, "Lord Han, this book should be destroyed."

Han Yun: "..."

At this moment, following Feng Ming's gaze, she looked down at the biography in her hand. Han Yun's eyes narrowed slightly.

This is the legacy passed down from the first generation master of their Qingyun Pavilion. It records the experiences and insights of that generation's master.

As a intelligence agency, their Qingyun Pavilion has learned many strange and secret things.

Although the first head of the family had never seen anyone perform soul-returning magic with his own eyes, he had heard such legends during his travels to the Western Regions.

The people of the Western Regions were very skilled at necromancy. The first patriarch didn't believe in such a thing at first.

When he was browsing books in the Western Regions, something must have happened to him. During his time there, he changed his mind and began to believe that the soul-returning art actually existed.

So upon returning to their Qingyun Pavilion territory, the first-generation pavilion master wrote down his experiences and observations from Xizhou in a biography, hoping future generations would know that such secret arts existed in this world.

Every generation's biography of the Qingyun Pavilion master is a treasure, yet Fengming had him destroy it with his own hands. Han Yun couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

After Feng Ming finished speaking, she didn't urge Han Yun, but waited silently for him to make his own decision.

Han Yunsi thought for a moment, but ultimately went along with Feng Ming's wish. She tore out the first section of the biography detailing the founder's travels to the Western Regions and burned it to ashes in front of Feng Ming.

Having witnessed Han Yun complete everything with his own eyes, Feng Ming raised an eyebrow and rarely smiled, saying, "Thank you, Master Han."

He glared at her, "I certainly don't want your thanks. Don't think I wanted to tear it up. Don't think I don't know, if I hadn't destroyed this biography today, you would have destroyed me."

Feng Ming curled the corner of his mouth into a faint smile, "Master Han, you flatter me. We're brothers after all, no matter how Master Han feels about it, there's no way I would do such a thing"

Han Yun: "..."

He was almost reluctant to pay any attention to Fengming at this moment.

Had he known Feng Ming would be so upset about this, he shouldn't have brought it up in the first place.

Unless he brought it up, how could Feng Ming possibly know what the first master of Qingyun Pavilion had seen and heard during his travels in the Western Regions

At this moment, Feng Ming didn't care about Han Yun's attitude at all. He leisurely turned and walked towards Jingtangyuan.

The matter of the Xiyu evil clan's young master needs to be resolved, but right now he has to see how Mo Yunjing will face his two sons.

Mo Yunjing, as a father, has been away from An Xuetang since she became pregnant and gave birth. The children are now several months old, but he has never been around. It's unknown if the two children will be close to him.

So now he is going to go see Jingtang Garden with his own eyes.

And Han Yun couldn't sit still either. As soon as Feng Ming left, he immediately followed after him.

Since we're going to watch the excitement, let's go together.

……

Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang appeared at the gate of Beijiang Wangfu. At that moment, everyone in the mansion knew.

And some guards immediately happily told the good news to Mo Jinyi and others in Jingtang Garden where they belonged.

When Mo Junyi heard that his Fifth Uncle and his mother had truly returned, truly safe and sound, he was so excited he almost jumped for joy.

Can't wait to rush to the door and see with my own eyes if my fifth uncle and his mother are really back.

As soon as he thought about Ping Ping and An An, the two brothers, not being able to leave Jingtang Garden, he could only force himself to endure it, giving himself enough patience to wait in Jingtang Garden.

What's more, Mo Junyi was so excited that he couldn't sit still. While waiting at Jingtang Garden, he also had the cooks from the house called over.

Mo Junyi knew the tastes of Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang, so he instructed the cooks to prepare according to their preferences, making sure they followed his menu for tonight's dinner.

From the moment he learned that Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang had returned, Mo Junyi's lips never quite lost their upward curve.

His eager gaze kept flitting to the entrance of Jingtang Garden, anticipating the sight of Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang.ls than killing her immediately.Today, he used something to injure him. He also wanted to find out what kind of poison it was that could instantly hurt his eyes.Bai Han clenched his fists slightly, an...