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In the grayish-black soil, some low-grade spirit plants were planted. Under the silent nourishment of the mist all night, the spirit plants radiated vitality, lazily stretching their tender green leaves.,The fine lines seemed to blend seamlessly with the spirit grass, clinging tightly together, making it nearly impossible to separate them.,Lu Xuan glared at the tumor-headed grass puppet with a look of exasperation. Qi surged within him, and wisps of spiritual rain appeared above the Lingying Grass and the Eclipse Moon Tree, falling onto their branches and leaves, seeping into them.。