It has been quite some time since Lu Xuan crossed over.,The fine lines seemed to blend seamlessly with the spirit grass, clinging tightly together, making it nearly impossible to separate them.,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.。