When they arrived at Mount Shennong, Chen Yun looked up. The continuous Mount Shennong was covered in a faint mist, making it look like a paradise on earth.
Beside him, Zhang Yuwan and Wang Meiqing were looking at the guide they had prepared.
"Brother Chen Yun, are you also here to watch the Shennong Ceremony?" Zhang Yuwan leaned over and asked.
"The Shennong Ceremony?" Chen Yun was at a loss. "What's that?"
"Huh?" Wang Meiqing, who was beside him, was stunned. "Brother, don't you know? The Shennong Ceremony happens once every ten years."
"However, it won't start for a few days. Let's go to the Chinese medicine antique street first and take a look," said Zhang Yuwan excitedly.
Chen Yun was a little helpless. He had come over purely to check in. He did not have any plan at all. He was unlike the two little girls, who were really here to travel.