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A small courtyard enclosed by a wall of bluish-gray stone, about three feet long and two feet wide, with most of the area being grayish-black soil. Only a narrow path of blue stone was left in the middle.,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.。