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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.,The bluish-gray stone wall was encircled by a ring of black thorns, densely covered with sharp black spines, serving as a certain degree of protection.,After watering each spirit plant, Lu Xuan noticed that on a patch of Spirit Firefly Grass, tiny lights flickered constantly, as if about to fall from the leaves.。