Unable to directly treat the problem, he could only use his inner qi with caution to carefully separate the black line from the underside of the leaf.,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.,In an instant, countless light spots on the sphere of light surged into his palm, and an idea involuntarily flashed through his mind.。