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 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.,Lu Xuan closed the jade box and was about to leave when he suddenly discovered that where the Lingying Grass had been planted before, there was a fist-sized white light sphere. The light sphere flickered slightly, with tiny sparks of spiritual light scattering away.。