After eating and drinking, everyone couldn't help but look at Chunting, waiting for him to tell him his plan.

Chunting seemed to have been prepared, and after seeing everyone's eyes, he did not hesitate, but put his hand into his arms and took out a map that looked quite ancient from his arms.

Seeing this, Ling Xuan and Xie Xie hurriedly put away the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and Chun Ting carefully put the map on the table in front of him, pointing to the map and talking to us.

"Look, we are now located here, that is, Liyang, and our destination is Shangshanxuan in Chang'an, if under normal circumstances, from Liyang to Chang'an to pass through Shangdu and Luoyang, this route is undoubtedly the most convenient existence."

"But now the situation is different, we can't choose this route because of the pursuit of temporary convenience, because the other party will definitely guess that we want to go to Chang'an, so on this route, there will be people watching along the way, and it is inevitable that we will not expose our traces."

"So I chose another route, that is, from Liyang to Kaifeng, and then from Kaifeng to Xuchang, Xuchang to Nanyang, and finally from Nanyang to Chang'an, although this has to take more unjust roads, but you can avoid the other party's eyeliner as much as possible, after all, safety first."

After hearing Chunting's plan, everyone nodded, and no one objected.

There are still eleven days before the day of Zhongyuan, and now unlike in ancient times, the transportation is already extremely convenient, and we can reach Shangshanxuan at a fixed time anyway, in this case, we can walk a little more to avoid the possibility of exposing our traces.

Seeing that everyone had no other opinions, Chun Ting carefully put away the map that looked a little old, looked at Yi He and asked.

"What about the people in the Netherworld who remain here in our place?"

Although there is still some embarrassment between Yi He and Chunting, after he knew that Chunting was Li Jing and Li Weigong of the Tang Dynasty that day, Yi He also had a rough idea in his heart, perhaps in the internal struggle that has been inherited for thousands of years in the Guigu lineage, there are also some unknown stories hidden, and Chunting may not be completely blamed for this matter.

Therefore, Yi He is also silently improving the relationship with Chunting, and now when he hears Chunting's question, although he still feels a little awkward, he still seriously replied to Chunting briefly.

"No problem, everything works."

"Good."

Hearing Yi He's answer, Chun Ting nodded with satisfaction, and then, he put his hand into his arms again, and this time what he took out from his arms was not the map just now, but a talisman that looked more ancient and mysterious than the map.

And after seeing this talisman, Cui Jue's expression suddenly changed, he looked at Chunting with a frown, and he seemed to want to say something but didn't open his mouth.

I didn't pay close attention to this talisman, but I was thinking about the various situations we might encounter along the way, and after seeing Cui Jue's expression, I couldn't help but look at the talisman in Chunting's hand, and then I knew why Cui Jue's demeanor changed drastically.

Because what Chun Ting took out at this moment was a talisman with purple all over his body.

Except for some extremely out-of-the-way talismans, the color of most of the talismans can be divided into four categories: yellow, blue, purple, and gold, and their power gradually increases.

Among them, most cultivators can only stay in the path of using yellow talismans for the rest of their lives due to their lack of talent, and if they want to forcibly cast high-level talismans, they will not be able to cast them due to lack of mana in most cases.

And even if this person really sacrifices a high-level spell by chance, it is not a good thing, and the consequence of this is that most of this person will be frantically devoured by the mana of the talismana, the light ones will be confused in the meridians and half of the body, and the heavy ones will bleed and die on the spot.

The golden talisman is the most powerful, but it also requires the highest Taoism of the caster, and the power required to be consumed is also the greatest, as far as I know, in this day and age, it seems that no one can control this golden talisman, it is just a legend.

And under the golden talisman, it is the purple talisman in the hand of the spring pavilion now, although it is not as powerful as the golden talisman, but this purple talisman is by no means easy for ordinary people to control, most of the power of the sect level can sacrifice this purple talisman, and after the sacrifice, it will also be affected.

And the reason why Cui Jue's expression changed drastically was because he clearly knew the mystery of the color of the talisman, and he was worried that his Taoism was not enough to control this simple and mysterious talisman, so he frowned, looking at Chunting as if he had something to say.

Although Cui Jue did not speak, but Chun Ting's mind was so transparent, just from Cui Jue's expression, Chun Ting knew why he was like this, but there was no worry on his face, but looked at Cui Jue and said.

"Don't worry, although this talisman is a purple talisman, but there is a mystery inside, although this talisman does not have the slightest attack power, but the defense is amazing, even in the face of the legendary immortals, it can be safe for a while."

"The person who left this talisman at the beginning also thought about what would happen if the people of later generations did not cultivate enough, so he made a slight change to this talisman, and now this talisman can be easily controlled even by a three-year-old child who is powerless, and it will definitely not affect himself."

After finishing speaking, Chun Ting looked at the talisman quite reluctantly, and then called Cui Jue in front of him.

"Cui Jue, come here, I'll tell you how to use this talisman now."

Cui Jue's original frowning expression slowly relaxed after hearing Chunting's explanation, for some reason, Chunting used this ability to make people believe from the bottom of their hearts.

Cui Jue knew in his heart that this quaint talisman was the last resort they used to save their lives after the truth was discovered, so as soon as Chunting's voice fell, he hurriedly came to Chunting's side and listened carefully to Chunting's description of the use of this talisman.

Seeing that the matter had been resolved, I didn't pay too much attention to the communication between Chunting and Cui Jue, but looked at Ling Xuan, who was silently hiding aside.

Ling Xuan today was very different from usual, he didn't notice everything that happened around him at all, but as if he was caught in his own world, he was pacing back and forth with his head down and anxiously, and at a glance, you could see the uneasiness in his heart.

Seeing this, I slowly walked to Ling Xuan's side, stretched out my hand and patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and the tone of my mouth was extremely sincere.

"Ling Xuan, relax, the people of Jinghong Ji have their own natural appearance, and they will be fine."