Can't See the Big Picture!

Couldn't See the Whole Picture!

The disciple standing guard beside the formation finally could not help cutting in. "Little girl, that sounds pretty frightening. Miasma isn't alive. How could it be trying to run?"

Asked by a stranger, Ning Xiaohe froze for a moment, but still answered seriously, "I'm not saying it really has a mind. I mean it's borrowing the wind to gather where the formation line is thin."

That disciple had still been watching with a bit of amusement, but when he heard this, he paused, then turned to look at the northwest corner of the formation line. After watching for a while, his expression shifted slightly, and he immediately waved toward the equipment table. "Bring me the data for that Drainage Nail in the northwest!"

Another disciple hurriedly carried the Jade Plate over. The two lowered their heads to compare it, and sure enough, they found that the spiritual pressure in the northwest corner was half a notch lower than elsewhere.

"How did it get lower?" the disciple recording the data frowned. "It was fine just now."

Luo Wen stood where he was without moving, as if he had not heard.

Lu Chi lowered his voice. "Was she right?"

"Maybe." Ning Xiaohe also lowered her voice, but her eyes never left the formation. "But not necessarily completely."

The disciple guarding the formation quickly went over and added a hand of spiritual power, stabilizing the slightly thinner line in the northwest corner again. Without that slight opening, the patch of blue-gray mist in the center was indeed pressed back toward the middle, and the momentum that had almost been crawling outward instantly weakened.

After finishing the reinforcement, that disciple came back and could not help glancing over at them twice. "Where are you from?"

"The back mountain," Lu