Looking at Jiang Deng intently, Baili Chengfeng couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

How did Jiang Deng, who was only seventeen years old, know about this ballad from thousands of years ago?

Could it be possible...that she is related to the Venerable Jiang Deng who has the same name as her?

In other words, they are the same person.

After all, Jiang Deng had displayed so many miracles, including his exquisite swordsmanship, unique sword energy, and superb runes...

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like something a seventeen-year-old girl could do.

After Baili Chengfeng asked that question, Jiang Deng's body stiffened. He thought to himself that he was too relaxed and actually forgot about it.

After racking his brains and failing to come up with a good excuse, Jiang Deng could only laugh dryly: "...If I said I made it up, would you believe me?"

Baili Chengfeng frowned slightly and said honestly, "I don't believe it."

Seeing that Baili Chengfeng was still determined to persist, Jiang Deng's guilty conscience immediately vanished, and she pulled her wrist back from Baili Chengfeng's hand.

"You said I shouldn't know this song, but what about you? The fact that you can enter the secret realm means you're under thirty years old. How could you possibly know a song from a thousand years ago?"

Baili Chengfeng was speechless for a moment, and stammered, "I, I just know."

"Yeah?"

Jiang Deng stood up and looked down at the squatting Baili Chengfeng. Now the person being questioned became Baili Chengfeng.

"What evidence do you have to prove that this song only appeared a thousand years ago? I said I made it up now!"

"Look at this banban mushroom. It looks like a red umbrella with a white stem. After eating it, you will lie flat on the ground, right? It's such a simple thing, and I can't make it up?"

Baili Chengfeng's voice suddenly weakened. "Really... you didn't hear it from someone else? Did you make it up yourself?"

"certainly!"

Jiang Deng put his hands on his hips and said confidently.

In the previous life, Banban Mushroom was not called Banban Mushroom at the beginning. It had a more elegant name, Scarlet Magic Mushroom.

Later she found out that if a cultivator ate this thing, no matter how powerful he was, he would lie flat on the spot, so she made up this song.

Who would have thought that because the melody of this song is simple and catchy, it became widely known in an instant, and even the Banbangu got its name from it.

Realizing that Jiang Deng was not lying, the light of hope in Baili Chengfeng's eyes gradually dimmed.

Even though he repeatedly told himself that there must be something wrong with Jiang Deng, he still felt discouraged. He turned around silently, hugged his knees, and became withdrawn.

Looking at Baili Chengfeng's distraught appearance, Jiang Deng felt guilty for some reason.

She frowned and was about to say something to ease the depressing atmosphere when the rune on her wrist suddenly lit up.

"Master Jiang."

Xia Chenqing's voice came from the communication rune, "We have found ninety kinds of spiritual medicines. How are you?"

"Oh, we've found them all and will be back soon."

Without having time to comfort the autistic Baili Chengfeng, Jiang Deng hurriedly picked more than ten Banban mushrooms with Jiang Zhiling, and also asked He Yan to carry the still unconscious Sun Fei back to the alchemy platform.

Seeing Jiang Deng walking away, Baili Chengfeng had to cheer up and follow him.

He still didn't give up and planned to continue to figure out the secret of Jiang Deng...

Alchemy platform.

When Jiang Deng arrived, Feng Qing was surrounded by a pile of spiritual medicines. She was sorting them into categories and preparing for the final work before refining the pills.

Zhang Quan was standing in front of the large black cauldron. When he saw Jiang Deng approaching, he said, "Give me one. I want to make the Hundred Herb Pill, too."

Jiang Deng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Huh? Didn't you refuse to practice it no matter what?"

Zhang Quan's breathing stopped.

He thought that if he said this, Jiang Deng would be grateful to him, but he didn't expect that Jiang Deng still didn't give him any face at all. This made Zhang Quan very angry. He was about to give up when he heard Jiang Deng say again.

"Okay, give Zhang Quan a portion of the elixir."

"Okay, Aunt Jiang."

Wen Yan, who was standing by, nodded obediently and gave Zhang Quan a portion of each spiritual medicine.

Zhang Quan: “…”

I got very angry because the fire didn't come out.

Jiang Deng ignored Zhang Quan and started to stay by Feng Qing's side, watching Feng Qing refine the Hundred Herb Pill.

Feng Qing did not have any strange fire, but fortunately her alchemy furnace was advanced enough. As long as spiritual power was injected into it, it could expand to half a person's height and automatically produce flames. The temperature of the flames was no less than that of ordinary strange fires.

The reason why Baicaodan is difficult to refine is that it requires too many spiritual medicines.

Some spiritual medicines have conflicting properties and are difficult to fuse, so every step must be taken with caution and the timing must be just right.

Feng Qing stared intently at the alchemy furnace in front of him. While maintaining the operation of the furnace, he also had to remove impurities from the one hundred kinds of elixirs.

Jiang Deng stood by, and whenever Feng Qing ran out of spiritual power, she would take the initiative to supply spiritual power to Feng Qing.

The effect of the power of chaos is better than other spiritual powers, so she will only let others take over unless her spiritual power is not enough.

Zhang Quan standing by was also making good progress.

His operation was smooth as flowing water, and he was even more skilled and adept at refining the elixir than Feng Qing. He couldn't help but reveal a smug smile on his face.

Look!

When he is the first to refine the Hundred Herb Pill, it will be the time when Feng Qing and Jiang Deng will be embarrassed!

By then, he only needs to instigate a few words, and everyone will force Feng Qing to give him the alchemy furnace! Even Jiang Deng can't stop it!

Watching Zhang Quan's technique on the stage, the disciples below couldn't help but whisper to each other.

"It seems that Senior Brother Zhang is more skilled in alchemy?"

"Did Master Jiang Feng make the wrong decision to have Junior Sister Feng refine the elixir..."

Feng Jiuyou said angrily, "Feng Qing is not good at refining pills at all. I am her royal brother, and I know this very well. I still have to rely on Senior Brother Zhang Quan for refining pills."

Ying Ziru and Leng Baige, who had always been at odds with Jiang Deng, also echoed the sentiment.

As time went by, Feng Qing had reached the critical juncture of fusing various spiritual medicines.

Bang!

There was a shocking explosion on the stage, and then thick black smoke covered the stage, making it impossible to see the situation clearly.

"The furnace exploded!"

"See, the furnace exploded so quickly. This prince said my sister is not good enough!"

"Now it seems that we can only rely on Senior Brother Zhang..."

Under the gaze of the crowd, the black smoke on the stage gradually dissipated, revealing the situation on the stage.

"What! How is that possible!"

Everyone widened their eyes in surprise.

Zhang Quan on the stage was covered in dust and dirt, and even the black cauldron he was using was charred inside.

Obviously... the person who just exploded the furnace was Senior Brother Zhang Quan, who they had high hopes for!

Not only everyone else couldn't accept it, but Zhang Quan himself couldn't accept it either.

"I told you this broken cauldron is useless. Why do you insist on making me use it to refine pills? If I had used another alchemy furnace, I would have succeeded long ago!"

As he said that, Zhang Quan kicked the black tripod angrily.