On this side, Ye Xi was excited to solve a matter on his mind, but on the other hand, the White Turtle Witch of the White Turtle Tribe was a little uneasy.

At this time, he was meditating and cultivating.

The place where he meditated was very peculiar, it was large and empty, and it was dark all around, with only a flat light faintly shining through the two ends.

Above his head was a large, curved dome with dark green lines that resembled tortoiseshell patterns gleaming at the dome.

When the White Tortoise Witch meditates and cultivates, wisps of dark green energy from the outside will surge from the bright light at both ends into the giant tortoise shell, and then it will be all sucked into the dark green tortoise shell lines like encountering a magnet. Then it flows slowly, and together they converge to the most central point of the tortoiseshell pattern.

In the end, like a dragon absorbing water, it was inhaled by the white turtle witch sitting under that point.

And this special place is actually the inside of an incomparably huge turtle shell, located at the very bottom of White Turtle Mountain.

Once Ye Xi found that something was wrong under the water when diving near White Turtle Mountain, there seemed to be some dangerous aura, in fact, it was because of this huge turtle shell.

This is a treasure left by the ancestors of the White Turtle Tribe, and it is impossible to know what level of fierce beasts left behind, but whether it is cultivation or divination, as long as it is carried out in this huge turtle shell, it can make the witchcraft of the White Turtle Tribe twice as effective with half the effort.

In fact, because of this giant turtle shell, the level of the White Turtle Witch has been infinitely close to that of the Great Witch. In a few years, the White Turtle Witch will most likely become the only Great Witch in the Black Ridge Mountains.

But right now, the future Great Witch is too uncertain to concentrate on meditation.

This strange situation has been going on for several days, but it is impossible to tell what is happening with simple divination.

Eventually, the White Turtle Witch stopped meditating, opened his eyes and stood up decisively.

As the meditation ended, the dark green tortoiseshell lines that covered the dome suddenly disappeared, and the inside of the tortoiseshell became pitch black.

He walked to the mouth of the tortoiseshell, found his disciple Tu Ze, and asked Tu Ze to immediately prepare a large amount of yarrow, and he wanted to prepare divination.

When Tuze heard that his teacher wanted so much yarrow, he immediately understood that he was going to prepare for a big divination, and he was so busy preparing to go.

After a while, Tu Ze came over with a large bundle of yarrow, and the White Turtle Witch instructed him to pile the yarrow in the corner.

"It's not enough. The White Turtle Witch said.

Tu Ze was startled, and hurriedly went back to move, trip after trip, and after hollowing out all the yarrow in the tribe, the white turtle witch finally said that it was enough.

After much transportation, the yarrow piled up in the shell of the giant tortoise was almost like a haystack, and if they were thrown into the fire, it would take me a full hour to burn them all.

After the White Turtle Witch ordered no one to disturb, he slowly walked to the inside of the giant tortoise's shell, bent down and personally divided the yarrow into four equal portions, and stacked them in the four corners.

At this moment, although there was no dark green light inside the giant tortoise shell, a torch was lit, and the constantly jumping orange fire light illuminated the inside of the black tortoise shell.

The White Turtle Witch took a deep breath and began to divination.

He sat cross-legged in the center of the tortoise's shell, resting his bone staff across his lap, closing his eyes and squirming his lips slightly.

Obscure and awkward witch whispers resounded all around.

Gradually, the bone staff on his leg began to tremble slightly, and made an inaudible buzzing sound, and the yarrow stacked in the four corners danced wildly without wind!

Countless, a large number of yarrow, like being carried by an invisible tornado, with the white turtle witch as the center, flying at great speed. The white turtle witch's long white hair and the corners of his robe were also danced wildly by them.

Gradually, these thousands of yarrow swarms compressed from an egg-shaped shape into a flattened disk-shaped, like Saturn's rings revolving around Saturn, which looked extremely spectacular.

If you look closely, you can even see that these disorderly dancing yarrow are gradually dividing into circles.

After a few moments, the yarrow clusters, in order from the inside to the outside, fell to the ground one after the other, and after a minute, they finally formed a huge circle with a hollow center of twenty meters in diameter.

The number of roots in each circle of these yarrow plants that fall on the ground, as well as the way they are arranged, are exquisite, and there is a special natural law.

The White Turtle Witch sat in the center of the circle, and after the last yarrow hit the ground, he suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the bone staff, and struck the head of the rod against the ground in front of him.

Boom!

When the head of the cane touches the tortoiseshell, the tortoiseshell seems to have a buzzing sound that continues to tremble, and the sound seems to penetrate into the bone marrow.

The flames burning on the torches were extinguished.

The inside of the turtle shell is completely plunged into darkness.

In the next second, thousands of yarrows burst into flames!

All the yarrow ignited a dark green flame.

The White Turtle Witch continued to chant the incantation, his lips squirming, and the obscure and mysterious witch whisper kept flowing.

Presiding over such a huge divination seemed to be a struggle for him, and gradually, beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead.

With the sound of the witch spell, the dark green flames on the yarrow burned more and more, and they tangled and intertwined in mid-air, gradually dividing into four tall pillars of flames in the south, east, west, and north, and the four flames became thicker and higher.

The White Turtle Witch read and thought, picked up the bone staff again, and knocked the head of the staff on the ground again.

Boom~

Rumble!!

Four dark green flames suddenly rushed to the top of the turtle shell, and the turtle shell dome was suddenly covered by a layer of dark green flames.

The White Turtle Witch continued to chant the incantation, and the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down one by one.

It wasn't until the dark green flames enveloped the tortoise shell dome for ten seconds that the White Turtle Witch finally stopped chanting the incantation.

Almost as soon as he stopped, the strange dark green flame disappeared, and the extinguished torch burned again with a snort.

The White Turtle Witch exhaled and stood up tremblingly with a bone staff.

He walked slowly to the torch and held it to the ground.

At the moment, the ground is full of ashes from the burning yarrow.

Inch by inch, the White Turtle Witch watched the pattern of these ashes combined.

The more he looked at it, the paler his face became, and after reading it, he only felt a chill from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and the whole person was shivering.

He froze and began to raise his torch to look at the tortoiseshell dome.

The so-called turtle is divination, and yarrow is zong. Small things are divided, and big things are divided. And when it comes to unpredictable events, it is necessary to use both methods. If the results predicted by divination and divination are different, it means that the divination has failed and the result is inaccurate.

The orange glow of the fire illuminated the overhead.

I saw that after being burned by the dark green flames, the dome of the giant tortoise shell was burned out of thin black cracks, forming a strange pattern together.

As the cracks in the dome were illuminated inch by inch by the torches, the white turtle witch's thin hands gradually trembled.

By the time the White Turtle Witch finished reading it all, he was already colorless.

"Impossible, impossible......" he muttered to himself with a trembling voice.

A cool breeze blew in through the turtle shell hole, and the yarrow ashes on the ground were blown up like fallen leaves, and some of the ashes even blew head-on to the face of the white turtle witch.

The wind came and went, and the ashes gradually stuck to the corners of his forehead and eyes, burrowing into his gray hair, making him look a little pitiful.

But the White Turtle Witch didn't seem to notice it at all.

Because the hexagram formed by the turtle shell and yarrow shows ......

“...... The big murderer is coming!"

The white turtle witch held a torch, facing the wind, looking ahead and spit out these four words blankly.