"No way! I can't find it at all!" Sixth Senior Brother knelt on the ground, searching all around as he shouted in frustration.
When Wu Dayi and the others heard him, they all got up and walked over. They squatted around Sixth Senior Brother with their eyes wide open and began searching carefully with him.
But in the end, they found nothing.
"Looks like we still need Little Junior Brother to step in!" He Dazhi rubbed his dry eyes and sighed.
Sixth Senior Brother ran over to Luo Yunji and smiled ingratiatingly. "Little Junior Brother! Give me a hand, will you?"
"What for?" Luo Yunji looked up at Sixth Senior Brother in complete confusion.
"Help me find this thing, and I'll channel the spiritual power!" Sixth Senior Brother said, pointing at the clump of mist in Luo Yunji's arms.
After hearing that, Luo Yunji raised his head and looked around. Beside him, Zhang Xiaofan pointed to one spot. "I think it probably broke off around there."
After hearing that, Luo Yunji climbed up from the ground and strolled over. He felt around on the ground for a while, and then a sheet of "blue mist" once again spread out from his fingertips.
Seeing this, Sixth Senior Brother hurried over, carefully took it, and injected a thread of spiritual power through his fingertip.
But the idea was nice, while reality was cruel.
As soon as the little fatty let go, the spreading blue mist stopped. No matter how Sixth Senior Brother channeled his spiritual power, there was no change at all.
"Try channeling the smallest amount of spiritual power first..." He Dazhi walked to Sixth Senior Brother's side and suggested.
"No good! I already tried!" Du Bishu replied gloomily, looking at the "blue mist," which showed absolutely no change.
"Then gradually