I Rely on Refining Medicine to Prove Immortality

"Master, this, this is simply art." "I'm glad this passed the test, but thank you, this is just a basic refining of medicine." "Qualified? You are simply a god of cooking." It has been more than a hundred years since Wu Xiang traveled to this world. He has always been cautious in his words and deeds and followed the Tao, thinking that he could rely on the secret treasure to sit and watch the clouds rise and fall, coexisting with the Tao. But in the end it was all just a ridiculous misunderstanding Looking back on the past hundreds of years, at the end of his life, he decided to live for himself