With a creak, the stone house at the end of the bluestone path opened, and a young boy walked out.,There were twenty or thirty spirit plants, each with a certain distance between them. They were about a foot tall, with slender leaves that had tiny dots of pale white fluorescence on their surface. In the white mist, they resembled stars dotting the sky.,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.。