"That's not the case; ginseng is an exception. Other spirit medicines don't have hands or feet."
Ren Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, otherwise if those plants had limbs, wouldn't they be monsters?
Just thinking about a large group of plants with hands and feet standing in front of him made Ren Feng's scalp tingle.
"However," the old man spoke again, "spirit medicines are already at the level of heavenly treasures. They may not be able to burrow underground like ginseng spirits, but they have their own ways to protect themselves, either by hiding or having powerful beasts guarding them."
Ren Feng listened and had a strange look on his face: "Wait a minute, old man, you said there are beasts guarding them, but there are also some animals that are used as medicine too."
