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A youth of sixteen or seventeen, clad in a gray tunic, stood tall and handsome. His eyes were bright and clear.,Lu Xuan secretly compared in his heart, looking at the Ling Yingcao being eroded by the fine thread, he couldn't help but sigh softly.,He was tending to the spirit plants a couple of days ago when he noticed something amiss with a sprig of Spiritglow Herb near the stone wall. After searching for a long time, he finally found these black fine lines on the underside of its leaves.。