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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.,Lu Xuan secretly compared in his heart, looking at the Ling Yingcao being eroded by the fine thread, he couldn't help but sigh softly.,After all, the origin of the black thread is unknown, and Lu Xuan doesn't know how it corrodes the spirit glowing grass. It's okay if it works after pulling it out, but what if other spirit glowing grasses are still unavoidable from being eroded That would be heartbreaking.。