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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 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.,Nourished by the spiritual rain, the spiritual plants in the spirit field appeared even more tender and clean. Their spotless branches swayed gently, displaying their gracefulness.。