Under the stimulation of Ye Feng's divine power, the Earth Fire Spirit Pearl spewed out not only blazing earth fire, but also Li Flame, which was dozens of times hotter than ordinary flames and thousands of degrees in temperature.
The temperature in the ice cellar rose sharply, and the air was hazy with water vapor. Then a muffled thunder was heard in the ice cellar, shaking the entire iceberg.
Flames shot up into the sky in the ice cellar, and the blazing fire instantly enveloped Mo Zhiyan and Ye Feng together.
The entire ice cellar suddenly seemed to be hit by a rainstorm. Flood water gushed out of the ice cellar and almost washed away the three people guarding outside the ice cellar.
Far away in the ruins of Bingxin Valley, Grandma Mo, who was packing clothes, also felt the shock. Tears welled up in her eyes again. She threw down the debris in her hands and ran towards Bingxin Cave.
The scorching Li Yan instantly melted the ice on Mo Xinyan's body. Without the ice to freeze him, Mo Xinyan slowly fell to the ground.
Ye Feng felt Mo Xinyan's pulse. It was a lifeless body. The heart had stopped beating long ago and the body was as cold as ice.
On the surface, Mo Xinyan is just a corpse. If Mo Xinyan still has a breath of life, Ye Feng has a 1% chance of curing him. However, if a person has been dead for sixteen years, even if you have the best medical skills, you can't save him.
If Ye Feng was an ordinary doctor, he might announce to everyone that Mo Xinyan was dead. However, Ye Feng was the descendant of the God of Medicine who had practiced the God of Medicine's Heart Sutra. His cultivation had reached the realm of human medicine and he was making a breakthrough to the realm of earth medicine.
His judgment of life and death and diagnosis of diseases were not simply based on observation, listening, questioning and palpation, but rather on his divine eyes that knew fate.
Ye Feng's mind moved, and the divine eye between his eyebrows emitted a light that was invisible to the naked eye, and swept towards Mo Xinyan.
His heart was gradually sinking. He could feel the expectant eyes of Mr. Mo Da and Mo Lingshan, but he could not find the white energy representing vitality in a normal human body in Mo Xinyan's body.
Although his body had been frozen for sixteen years, it was still the same as a normal person, but his meridians were filled with cold black air.
Especially at the heart meridian, there is a mass of thick black air like a stone.
He sighed in his heart, it seemed that this body had died sixteen years ago.
Just when he was about to retract his divine eyes of destiny, his heart moved and he unexpectedly discovered that in Mo Xinyan's dantian, there was a little white breath of life. It was very weak and was completely covered by the black air on the surface.
How is it possible that after being frozen for sixteen years, there is still life
Ye Feng thought about it and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Mo Da, do you have a fetal breathing technique in Fangcun Mountain?"
"Yes, Sect Master Ye also knows?"
Ye Feng suddenly realized and smiled faintly: "Has Mo Xinyan practiced this kind of technique?"
Mr. Mo Da's eyes suddenly lit up, and his voice became trembling: "Yes, that's what I taught him when he was a child. He can hold his breath underwater for an hour. Could it be..."
"Yes, it was this fetal breathing that allowed him to enter the fetal breathing state when he was frozen. It's like a person in the mother's womb, who can breathe even though there is no air."
Mo Xinyan still had a little bit of life breath. How to preserve this breath of life and make it take root and sprout again? Ye Feng instantly thought of more than ten methods, but he was worried that when he expelled the black air, he would accidentally destroy that trace of life breath.
Seeing Ye Feng staring at his father's body in a daze, Mo Lingshan asked anxiously, "Should we use electric shock, defibrillation, or artificial respiration, or perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation?"
"Shan'er, don't make any noise. Let Sect Master Ye think. Don't disturb him."
Although Mo Lingshan blurted out these words in a hurry, they gave Ye Feng an inspiration and made him think of a solution.
Ye Feng raised his wrist, and the crystal-clear flying sword floated in the air. Mo Lingshan had seen Ye Feng's flying sword before, but she felt that every time the flying sword appeared, the sword light was overflowing and the light was dancing, which was very beautiful.
Mr. Mo Da and my great uncle saw Ye Feng's flying sword for the first time. They were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths. My great uncle's facial muscles began to twitch with excitement.
"I have worked hard all my life to refine a flying sword, but I never expected to see one today."
Mr. Mo Da looked puzzled: "Sect Master Ye, you actually have a flying sword. When you were on the top of Mount Hua, you had already refined a flying sword? Why haven't I seen you use it?"
Ye Feng smiled faintly: "This is my most precious treasure. There are too many people on the top of Huashan Mountain, so it's not convenient to use it."
In fact, that was because Ye Feng felt there was no need to use the flying sword, as no one was strong enough for him to use it.
How could Mr. Mo Da not know what Ye Feng meant? He knew that Ye Feng was giving him some face, and there was more gratitude and shame in his eyes.
Mo Lingshan's big watery eyes were full of doubts: "Why are you casting the flying sword now?"
Ye Feng did not answer. The flying sword moved freely and hung over Mo Xinyan's Dantian, with the hilt pointing upwards and the tip of the sword pointing downwards, aiming vertically at Mo Xinyan's Dantian.
The blood of the ancient gods surged in his body, and divine power poured into the sword. A ray of golden light containing energy that could destroy the world surged from sword to sword, slowly and solemnly.
The golden light first fell from the tip of the sword like a drop of water, and then the sound of wind and thunder was faintly heard. The golden light turned into thousands of strands of dazzling tiny electric light, and sank straight into Mo Xinyan's dantian.
Mo Xinyan's body was seen shaking like sieved beans, with wisps of black gas emerging from his body from time to time.
Ye Feng didn't dare to let the sword light transformed from divine power rush into Mo Xinyan's body all at once. The divine power in the blood of the ancient gods was too strong. He was afraid that if it all rushed into Mo Xinyan's body at once, it would accidentally hurt a little bit of his life breath.
Therefore, Ye Feng turned the sword light into tiny electric lights like spider silk, and penetrated into Mo Xinyan's dantian.
Thousands of strands of electric light shattered the black energy in the dantian into pieces. The force and angle were just right. Ye Feng controlled it extremely accurately and expelled the black energy from his body bit by bit.
In the eyes of outsiders, strange things appeared on Mo Xinyan's body. His skin seemed to become transparent, and his blood and bones became clearly visible.
Rays of golden light burst out from thousands of pores on his body, making him seem like a man of lightning.
After all the black air in Mo Xinyan's body was expelled, the white breath of life in his dantian, like the grass after a spring rain, became vigorous again, broke through the ground, grew vigorously, and stretched out thousands of threads of white breath of life, which penetrated into Mo Xinyan's heart and flowed to his whole body.
In the quiet Bingxin Cave where no one dared to make a sound, there was a sound of heartbeats that made everyone excited and thrilled.
Boom, boom, boom
The heart that had been frozen for sixteen years started beating again, still maintaining its youthful vitality, rapidly pumping blood throughout the body.
Wow, Mo Xinyan suddenly sat up from the ground and vomited the remaining liquid in his stomach.