The Caveman Made Me Awesome

On one side, Ye Xi was excited to solve a problem on his mind, while on the other side, the White Turtle Witch of the White Turtle Tribe was a little restless.

At this time he was meditating.

The place where he meditated was very strange. It was very large and empty, and the surroundings were pitch-dark, with only the flat lights at both ends penetrating faintly.

On the top of his head is a huge, curved dome, with dark green patterns that resemble tortoise shell patterns shining brightly on the dome.

When the white turtle witch meditates and cultivates, the dark green energy outside will pour into the giant tortoise shell from the bright lights at both ends, and then be absorbed into the dark green tortoise shell pattern like a magnet. Then it flows slowly, and together they converge to the most central point of the tortoise shell pattern.

In the end, like a dragon sucking water, it was sucked into the body by the white turtle witch sitting below that point.

And this special place is actually the inside of a huge tortoise shell, located at the bottom of Baigui Mountain.

When Ye Xi was diving near Baigui Mountain, he noticed that something was wrong with the bottom of the water. It seemed that there was something dangerous, but it was actually because of this huge turtle shell.

This is a treasure left by the ancestors of the White Turtle Tribe. It is impossible to test what level of 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 White Turtle Tribe's slaughter. Witchcraft gets twice the result with half the effort.

In fact, because of this giant tortoise shell, the level of the white turtle witch has infinitely approached that of the big witch. In a few more 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 so restless that he can't concentrate on meditation.

This bizarre situation has been going on for several days, but it is impossible to predict what happened with simple divination.

In the end, the white turtle witch stopped meditating, opened her eyes and stood up decisively.

After the meditation was over, the dark green tortoise shell pattern covering the dome suddenly disappeared, and the inside of the tortoise shell became pitch-black.

He walked to the mouth of the turtle shell and brought his disciple Tuze, and asked Tuze to prepare a lot of yarrow immediately. He wanted to prepare for divination.

Tu Ze heard that his teacher wanted so many yarrows, and immediately understood that he was going to prepare for a big divination.

After a while, Tuze came over with a large bundle of yarrow, and the White Turtle Witch instructed him to let Tuze put the piles of yarrow in the corner.

"It's not enough," said the white turtle witch.

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

After a lot of transportation, the yarrow piled in the giant tortoise shell at this moment is almost like haystacks. If they are thrown into the fire, I am afraid it will take a full hour to burn them all.

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

At this moment, although there is no dark green light in the giant tortoise shell, a torch is burning, and the orange fire that keeps jumping illuminates the inside of the dark tortoise shell.

The white turtle witch took a deep breath and began to divination.

He sat cross-legged at the very center of the giant tortoise's shell, placed the bone staff across his legs, closed his eyes, and moved his lips slightly.

The obscure and mouth-watering shaman language resounded all around.

Gradually, the bone staff on the legs began to tremble slightly and made an inaudible humming sound, while the yarrows stacked in the four corners danced wildly without any wind!

Innumerable, a large number of yarrow, like being wrapped in an invisible tornado, with the White Turtle Witch as the center, flying at high speed. The white turtle witch's long gray hair and the corners of her clothes and robes were also brought about by them to dance wildly.

Gradually, the thousands of yarrow swarms compressed from the egg shape into a flat disk, like the rings of Saturn revolving around Saturn, which looked extremely spectacular.

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

After a while, these yarrow groups fell to the ground one after another in order from the inside to the outside.

After a minute, it finally formed a huge circle with a diameter of twenty meters and a hollow center.

The number of yarrow roots in each circle and the arrangement of these yarrows that fall on the ground are exquisite, and there is a special natural law.

White Turtle Witch sat in the center of the circle, and after the last yarrow fell to the ground, he suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the bone staff, and knocked the head of the staff against the ground in front of him lightly.

Boom!

The head of the stick touched the tortoise shell, and the tortoise shell seemed to have a humming sound that kept shaking, and the sound seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow.

The flames that were burning fiercely on the torches went out immediately.

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

The next second, thousands of yarrows burst into flames!

All the yarrows ignited dark green flames.

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

It seemed very difficult for him to preside over such a huge divination, and gradually, beads of sweat ooze out of his forehead.

With the sound of the incantation, the dark green flames on the yarrow became more and more prosperous. They were tangled and intertwined in mid-air, and gradually divided into four tall flame pillars in the south, south, north and west, and the four flames became thicker and taller.

White Turtle Witch read, picked up the bone staff again, and tapped the ground again with the head of the staff.

thump~

boom! !

The four dark green flames suddenly rushed, and all rushed to the top of the turtle shell, and the turtle shell dome was immediately 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 was not until the dark green flames covered the turtle shell dome for ten seconds that the White Turtle Witch finally stopped chanting.

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

The White Turtle Witch exhaled and stood up tremblingly leaning on the bone staff.

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

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

The White Turtle Witch watched the pattern formed by these ashes inch by inch.

The more he looked, the paler his face became. After reading it, he only felt a chill running from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and his whole body shivered.

He settled down and began to raise his torches to look at the turtle-shell dome.

The so-called turtle is the divination, and the yarrow is the divination. Small things are fortune-telling, big things are fortune-telling. In the event of unpredictable events, we must use both methods. If the results predicted by the divination and the divination are not the same, it means that the divination failed and the result is inaccurate.

Orange flames illuminated overhead.

I saw that after being burned by the dark green flame, the dome of the giant tortoise shell was burned with thin black cracks, which together formed a peculiar pattern.

As the cracks in the dome were illuminated by torches inch by inch, Bai Guiwu's thin hands gradually trembled.

By the time the White Turtle Witch had read all of them, his face was pale.

"Impossible, impossible..." He murmured to himself with his eyes silent and his voice trembling.

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

The wind was blowing, and the ashes gradually adhered to the corners of his forehead and eyes, and got into his gray hair, making him look a little pitifully funny.

But the white turtle witch didn't seem to notice it at all.

Because this hexagram formed by the tortoise shell and the yarrow actually shows...

"...The big murder is coming!"

White Turtle Witch held up the torch, faced the wind, looked ahead and spit out these four words absentmindedly.

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