The ginseng buried in the soil is surrounded by spiritual energy.

Unbeknownst to Hang Suisui, who was meditating in her consciousness, the flower bud on her head was growing as her spiritual energy increased.

The small yellow-green flowers have turned into a dazzling red.

In the lush jungle where buds and leaves have just begun to sprout, her vibrant green and deep red hues are particularly eye-catching.

A touch of red amidst a sea of ​​green.

It's also so beautiful that it's unforgettable.

As the snow melts, the mountains and forests begin to come alive again.

The cycle of nature is also the continuation of the chain of life.

Trees sprouted, the mountains turned a vibrant green, and the winding mountain streams flowed with clear water.

"Hey, these mountains are endless, and the road is so winding. How much longer do you think we'll have to walk before we get out?"

Li bent down, squatted by the stream, scooped up the cool water with his hands, and drank it in large gulps.

The person next to him was drinking water in his hands, and after finishing his drink, Zhu Yuan splashed water on his face.

He looked up at the quiet, seemingly endless deep mountains: "Where there is water, there is a path. Let's follow this river, we won't have to worry about not being able to get out."

This mountain is far from the city, and there are no other houses for miles around.

This is an ancient, uninhabited mountain forest.

Nobody knows what his name is.

Early in the morning, the two of them, carrying tools and dry rations, set off along the rugged mountain path.

They carefully searched for various precious medicinal herbs along the way.

In remote areas, the mountain paths are difficult to traverse.

After several hours of arduous trekking, their clothes were already torn in many places.

Fortunately, spring clothes aren't very thin, so I didn't get injured.

After drinking the water, Li Sheng also washed his face with the water; the stream water was icy cold.

"Brother Zhu, should we continue looking?"

Sitting on a nearby rock, Li Sheng took down a medicine basket, which was neither too big nor too small, that he had been hanging around his neck and placed it on the ground.

“I think these medicinal herbs are good enough. Many of them are not found in other mountains. It’s already very good to find these in this season.”

Zhu Yuan squatted down, picked up the medicine basket, and looked at it closely.

There are many kinds, such as Saposhnikovia divaricata, Scutellaria baicalensis, Aster tataricus, Atractylodes macrocephala, and even a small wild Ganoderma lucidum.

Zhu Yuan carefully closed the bamboo lid of the medicine basket and tied a knot in the rope.

"Yes, let's walk downstream along this river."

Zhu Yuan slung the medicine basket over his shoulder and stood up.

But suddenly.

My gaze was drawn to a faint yet striking splash of vibrant red in the woods on the opposite bank of the river.

He took a few steps forward, stood by the water, and looked closely. He discovered that it was actually a ginseng plant with red flowers!