In the grayish-black soil, some low-grade spirit plants were planted. Under the silent nourishment of the mist all night, the spirit plants radiated vitality, lazily stretching their tender green leaves.,As expected, there were faint black lines running across the back of the leaf. If it weren't for Lu Xuan's careful attention, these hair-thin black lines would be extremely difficult to spot.,"It's unrealistic to rely on this straw golem to guard the Spirit Field."。