Boil the heavens

Boil the Heavens to Death Author: Pig Hoof

There is no system and no mission, Yan Fei is just thrown into the heavens and worlds, living from one world to another, until the death of the heavens and the collapse of the worlds, Yan Fei is still alive.

(Film and TV drama comics all follow the national style route, there is no such thing as beautiful comics.)

[Time never speaks, but answers all questions]

0001 Rescue

The Yellow River is surging, rolling and turbulent.

A fishing boat crossed the river, and a middle-aged man in a dark blue Taoist robe stood on the bow of the boat and stood facing the wind. The boat was bumped, and he moved with the trend, as if he was one body, no matter how big the wind and waves were, he would not be able to shake his figure.

"Fisherman, someone fell into the water over there. Hurry up and save him." Wang Chongyang saw a ragged man floating and struggling on the water in a huge whirlpool in the front left, and hurriedly said to the fisherman who was driving the boat.

On the same boat, Wang Chongyang saw it, and the fisherman naturally saw it too, shook his head slightly, and the fisherman sighed, "Master Daoist, you can't go there, because there is a vortex at the bottom of the water, it's very deep, and our boat can't get out if you go there. Oh, oh...he's unlucky!"

This kind of thing can't be forced, you can't put yourself in it to save people, right?

Wang Chongyang didn't force the fisherman, just...

He is unwilling!

If he can't save the country, can't he even save one person?

Looking at the small boat with a black awning, he saw the two spare oars of the fisherman on the boat.

"Fisherman, use these two oars for me." Before the fisherman responded, Wang Chongyang had already picked up the two oars, "Fisherman, you don't need to save people, you should lean over there as much as possible. "Wang Chongyang said again.

"This... well, the old man can get closer to there at most a distance of more than a hundred meters. No matter how close, if we are sucked in by the vortex, we will all be folded there." Wang Chongyang insisted, and those unwavering eyes couldn't help but let him loosen.

After all, it is a human life. What if this Taoist priest really has supernatural powers and can save people?

"Thank you Yujia!" Nodding his head, staring intently at the depths of the vortex, Wang Chongyang shouted with serious eyes, "Hold on, little brother, Pindao is here to save you!"

The boat approached the vortex unsteadily, and soon reached the limit of the fisherman, "Master Daoist, the old man can only go here."

At a distance of more than [-] meters, there is still a vortex on the water surface, and it is very difficult for him to save people in this situation.

But Wang Chongyang didn't ask too much, he just said softly, "Yujia, you stay here for a while by boat, and return when you go out of poverty."

"go with!"

With a soft drink, one of the two boat oars held in his arms shot out, chopping the waves and gliding extremely fast on the water.

Jumping up, running light kung fu, he floated down like a bird in mid-air, and the oars gliding on the water surface with his feet, borrowed his strength to reach the young man who was close to the center of the vortex and was still thrashing.

"rise!"

Grabbing the young man's collar, and exerting a little force on his feet, Wang Chongyang jumped into the air, but the oars under his feet were completely involved in the vortex.

Moving in mid-air, he threw another oar towards the boat with his backhand. In the same way, Wang Chongyang led the young man back to the boat.

On the boat, the old fisherman was dumbfounded.

The fisherman has seen many martial arts masters, but he has never seen Wang Chongyang's ability to walk on waves like Wang Chongyang, which is an eye-opener!

"Daozhang, what a skill!" With an admiration, the fisherman hurriedly drove the boat away from the whirlpool.

Cough, cough, cough...

Coughing violently, Yan Fei lay on the side of the boat and kept spitting the river water that had been poured into his lungs back into the river.

After a long time, he regained his composure, stood up weakly, and cupped his hands to Wang Chongyang, "I'm Xia Yanfei, thank you Taoist priest for saving my life."

"Poverty Wang Chongyang, as long as little brother is fine." Smiling lightly, Wang Chongyang asked curiously, "How did little brother fall into this vortex in the river?"

Wang Chongyang?

Yan Fei was startled when he heard the name. Could it be that the Taoist priest who saved him in front of him was the number one celebrity in the world?

After regaining his senses, Yan Fei scratched his head, and said a little embarrassedly, "I'm too hungry, I wanted to catch a fish to eat, but the water quality is not good, so I was caught in the whirlpool."

The dignified time traveler, who traveled through time for three days, didn't eat anything and was almost drowned. Thinking about it, Yan Fei felt that he had embarrassed the time traveler.

Just then, my stomach growled.

your sister...

Didn't all the rivers fill you up?

"If little brother doesn't mind, there are still two steamed buns here in Pindao." With a good-hearted smile, he unwrapped the package, revealing two white-faced steamed buns, which Wang Chongyang handed to Yan Fei.

"This...then thank you, Daoist!" Slightly hesitating, Yan Fei did not pretend to be polite, grabbed the steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

His dirty and wet handprints were printed on the white flour steamed buns, but he was starving to death, who would care about this?

But when it comes to starving to death, it's just an instinctive feeling of the body. In fact, Yan Fei can't die.

Coming across time, although he didn't get the golden finger of the system, he still has his own unique ability.

That is immortality!

The body is still the body of an ordinary person, but there is endless life energy in the body, and his life is infinite.

Injuries will recover by themselves. Even if the body dies, as long as there are still residual limbs, he will slowly make up and come back to life after a long period of time.

Soon, two solid steamed buns were killed.

Looking at Wang Chongyang in front of him, Yan Fei suddenly said, "Master Daoist, I have heard of your great reputation in the rebel army, can I let me follow you? I have nothing to do, so I can only do something to repay the Taoist priest's debt." Grace for saving lives."

Now that this thigh is caught, Yan Fei will naturally not let it go.

"Follow Pindao?" Startled slightly, Wang Chongyang smiled, "Little brother, it's hard to follow Pindao, after a while, go home, meeting is fate, Pindao doesn't save people for the sake of it." Illustrated."

"Home...I'm afraid I will never go back." Hearing this, Yan Fei's eyes showed a lot of bitterness.

He has parents and friends in modern times, and his university life is even better, but now...

Everything is so out of reach.

Shaking his head to dispel his unspeakable emotions, Yan Fei said solemnly, "Master Daoist, I am homeless, if you don't mind, let me follow you from now on!"

Ask again, the words are sincere, Wang Chongyang is a little loose.

The Quanzhen Sect was first established, and apart from Ma Yu and his wife, there were only him and his junior brother Zhou Botong, and it was indeed time to increase the number of people.

"Is it really decided?" Looking at the sincere Yan Fei, Wang Chongyang also solemnly said, "Although I am Quanzhen, I teach villains, but there are many rules. Just listen, if you are willing to abide by them, I will accept you as a disciple. .”

"Teacher, please tell me." Yan Fei asked.