Yunling smiled faintly and said, "It's this place. I don't know why, but as long as we're not inside, this place will be covered by ice and snow. And after it's covered by ice and snow, only he can find it."

"Let's go," Shangguan Liuyue said.

I've forgotten whether he came before or not.

But at this moment, he really wanted to go in and take a look.

Take a look at this place where his friends may have lived.

Although this palace is built on a mountain, it is not made of ice.

It's just an ordinary house.

Several people landed in the large square in front of the palace.

The square was clean, clearly someone had cleaned it.

The gate was tightly shut, and there was not a trace of life in it.

However, it is not hard to see that this place was prosperous hundreds of years ago.

Upon entering, the pervasive malevolent energy made the cultivators among them feel somewhat uncomfortable.

They usually absorb spiritual energy, when have they ever had so much malevolent energy?

Yun Zhao skillfully turned a dial-shaped button by the door, and a small door next to the main entrance opened.

A faint aura of spiritual energy wafted out from within.

Everyone was extremely surprised.

Meng Wanwan: "Senior brother, you're still cultivating here?"

Yun Zhao smiled helplessly, "No, I discovered this place by chance. It seems to be a very small courtyard, which used to be where servants lived. There is a small spirit-gathering array set up here, so there is a weak spiritual energy. Although it is not much, it is enough to help powerful people resist the invasion of evil energy."

The group walked in and saw that it was indeed a very small courtyard.

So small that it might be impossible for three people to turn around in the yard.

The room was nothing more than a small room that could fit two beds.

It was very ordinary, yet very strange.

Meng Wanwan looked carefully at everything here; all traces had disappeared.

But she seemed to be able to sense the past of the people who had lived here before.

Meng Wanwan walked across the small courtyard, supporting herself against the wall, but her hand paused slightly when it touched a section of the wall.

She went back and looked at the marks on the wall, slightly surprised.

Is a blind person living here?

The marks on the wall looked like they were carved with something; Meng Wanwan had seen them on television in her previous life.

That's how it's portrayed in TV dramas; blind people use this method to count the days.

Meng Wanwan seemed to see a girl huddled in a corner in this cramped little space, groping to draw lines on the wall with a stone...

"Perhaps," Congying said.

For some reason, this place gave her a very strange feeling.

It was a mixture of nostalgia and pain. The memories in her mind had become much clearer after she arrived in the snowy region, but she still couldn't quite grasp them.

"I once suspected that I wasn't actually a born spirit of an artifact, otherwise why would I have some memories in my mind that had nothing to do with that palace model?"

"But I really don't know what my past memories are."

Congying said helplessly.

Yunling said, "If you are feeling unwell, you should stay here. We will need Senior Meng to set up several more spirit-gathering arrays here later, otherwise you will all feel very uncomfortable here."

Meng Xiuyi nodded slightly: "Of course."

Meng Xiuyi's skill in formations is now on a completely different level.

The group stayed in the courtyard for a while, while Meng Xiuyi had already set up the spirit-gathering array.

Then everyone continued walking.

This palace is so large that it even extends to the caves in the back mountains, which gives you an idea of ​​how many people have sided with the Demon Realm before.

After looking around the place where they were staying, Yunling said, "Everyone must be tired from the journey. Why don't we rest for now? We can take care of the rest later."

No one had any objections.

Shangguan Liuyue went directly to the highest point, which was also part of the palace.

However, due to its treacherous and extremely high terrain, it must have been a place where demons once lived.

Meng Wanwan and Congying went to the small courtyard they had met before without prior arrangement.

The two looked at each other, and Meng Wanwan gave her a bright smile.

"Please, Sister Congying."

Congying smiled and said, "Please, Miss."

Congying hadn't forgotten that the two were still master and servant.

The courtyard has become deserted.

Actually, the courtyard wasn't completely empty.

There were at least two more benches. Meng Wanwan pushed open the door and entered the room.

"Niannian!" Meng Wanwan whispered.

The thought transformed into a silver light and entered Meng Wanwan's brow.

At the same time, its voice also rang in Meng Wanwan's mind.

"Master, there's a hidden compartment here."

How beautiful!

Meng Wanwan was overjoyed and immediately called out to Congying.

“Sister Congying, over here.” Meng Wanwan pointed to the place Niannian had just mentioned, and then waved her hand, sending out a burst of spiritual energy.

Congying looked at the place she opened with great curiosity.

The spiritual energy struck the wall, causing it to collapse halfway, but revealing a dark hole.

Meng Wanwan craned her neck to look inside, but it was pitch black and she couldn't see anything.

Congying exclaimed in surprise, "This place seems quite deep. Shall we go in and take a look?"

Meng Wanwan nodded, and the two of them crawled into the hole.

Niannian has already informed Meng Wanwan that there is no sign of any living beings here, so there will be no biological enemies.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, Meng Wanwan felt a sharp, uncomfortable sensation.

Looking down, I saw that they were just some broken pieces of porcelain.

These broken porcelain shards were piled up at the entrance, as if someone had deliberately placed them there.

"It seems like someone used to live here," Meng Wanwan whispered.

Congying, on the other hand, was much bolder. As she looked around the cave, memories flooded back, and she lifted her foot and walked deeper into the cave step by step.

A voice kept echoing in my mind.

“Hungry…” A person who was emaciated lay on the ground, emitting a weak groan.

A pair of hands helped the emaciated person up and led her to her dwelling. The owner of those hands didn't seem wealthy either, as he fed her water little by little.

Then he said, "You're new here, aren't you? You're so thin, how did you get in?"

The girl, who was drinking water little by little, didn't say a word.

Her eyes were lifeless, and she seemed lost in thought.

Congying stood there blankly, leaning against the wall, her previous composure long gone.

"May I have your name?"

No one answered.

"Then shall I call you Aya?"

"Ah-ya, Ah-ya, our Demon Lord is in a good mood today and gave each of us a piece of meat." The girl was afraid that Ah-ya would be discovered, so she dug a hole in her room and sealed the entrance with bricks.

It was fortunate that her room was connected to the mountain wall, otherwise there would have been no way for Ah Ya to have a place to hide.