He strode to the west side of the courtyard, crouched down, and pinched a leaf of a spirit-glow herb near the stone wall with two fingers. He carefully flipped it over on its back.,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.,"Hmm This Spiritlight Grass has already entered its mature phase."。