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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.,Lu Xuan was just a low-level spiritual planter, from an ordinary background with limited knowledge. He wasn't sure what this black thread was all about.,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.。