parentshiftbook Chapter 37 Marrow Cleansing!
Chapter 37 Marrow Cleansing!
Boom!
dong dong!
dong dong dong dong!
His heartbeat suddenly went out of control, exploding rapidly in his chest, one beat after another, so fast that it gave him almost no time to breathe. It was like a huge drum, the beats so dense that they were in a straight line, making Su Ye's chest feel tight, his throat feel sweet, and all the blood in his body feel like it was being pushed forward by this rhythm.
Su Ye gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently, and a fine layer of sweat had already seeped onto his forehead.
He slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to his chest, and felt the still-resonating pulse, his eyes gradually brightening.
This time.
He did not use any special force.
It's simply using mental energy to stimulate the heart.
Since he last grasped the essence of inch power and truly realized the connection between muscle vibration frequency, breathing rhythm, and heartbeat, Su Ye understood one thing.
The heart is the source of everything.
Whether it's muscle vibration frequency, breathing techniques, or explosive bursts of power, in the end, they are all just downstream applications.
What truly determines the upper limit is whether this heart can withstand the transformation of other parts into something extraordinary, and whether it can serve as an engine that carries all energy sources.
If Su Ye had only focused on cultivating his physical body in the past, from now on, he has included his heart in his cultivation system as well.
The heart is the most direct and immediate indicator.
Su Ye glanced down at the timer on his phone; the screen still displayed the data from the previous moment.
240 times per minute.
Duration: one minute.
This was the limit he could reach when he didn't use any force or extreme compression, but only relied on his mental power to control his heart.
Previously, he could only manage a maximum of 200 times per minute.
Now, it has been raised forty times.
It might not sound like an exaggeration, but Su Ye knew very well that the difference was huge.
Every numerical improvement made in breaking physiological limits is both terrifying and astonishing.
His face had turned somewhat pale.
Su Ye paused for a moment, his breathing gradually calming down, and his mental energy returning to normal. But there was no sign of retreat in his eyes; instead, they burned even brighter.
Because he knew that what he had just done was just a "flat push".
What's truly terrifying is never a flat push.
It's not a sudden burst of light, but a momentary ignition.
Su Ye slowly straightened up, took a few steps, his shoulders slumped slightly, and his gaze became focused.
next second.
Breathing exercises.
My heart suddenly raced.
The fascia tightens, the muscle groups resonate, and the force is pressed from the shoulders and back all the way into the fist. All the contractions are compressed to the extreme in that instant.
boom!
With a single punch, a muffled thud exploded in the air, like a thunderclap from a clear sky. The empty water glass on the nearby windowsill was jolted and jumped violently, the surface of the water rippling outwards. Even the stack of manuscript papers on the table was overturned by the force of the punch.
Su Ye slowly withdrew his fist, his arm slightly numb, while a short but startling muffled thud echoed from his chest.
He immediately closed his eyes, directing his mental energy back into his chest cavity to capture the change in his heartbeat just moments before.
A few seconds later, he opened his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.
412 times per minute.
This is the result after conversion.
The power of a short burst of force is exerted in an instant, and the time when it truly reaches its peak may be less than a second. But in that instant, the frequency of the heartbeat is forcibly increased to an extremely terrifying level.
412 times per minute.
This is a heart rate that a normal human body could never achieve.
This also refers to the pressure Su Ye experienced when a punch truly unleashed its destructive power.
Su Ye looked down at his fist.
But Su Ye knew.
Now, I truly possess the means to "kill".
Rather, as long as you control the landing point and the burst of power, you can really kill a person at close range.
This is no longer just ordinary exercise.
This is technique.
The true art of the extraordinary.
Su Ye stood there, speechless for a long time.
After a while, he slowly sat down, raised his hand to rub his temples, and began to carefully recall the feeling when he broke through at the entrance of Jade Emperor Mountain.
That feeling was wonderful.
It wasn't like simply absorbing spiritual energy; it was more like a long-accumulated water level suddenly overflowing the dam and releasing floodwaters.
An extremely pure energy suddenly surged out from a deep part of his body, circled his entire body like a warm and vast river, and washed over him.
The exhilaration I felt at that moment was almost indescribable.
Every cell seemed to be cheering.
Every inch of flesh and blood looked as if it had been washed anew.
It's not simply about becoming stronger; it's a transformation from the inside out.
Su Ye pondered for a long time, then suddenly picked up his notebook.
Turn it over.
Put pen to paper.
He thought for a moment and then wrote down two words.
Skin smoothing.
I looked at it for two seconds.
Cross it out.
Write again.
Steel sheet.
He frowned.
Iron will.
Su Ye shook his head, paused for a moment, and then put the pen down again.
Marrow cleansing.
He fell silent for a moment after writing those two words.
Cleansing the essence and marrow.
so similar.
It felt just like that feeling before, when my whole body was washed by a pure energy, as if all the old, turbid, and inferior things were washed away, leaving only the essence that could truly support my cultivation.
Su Ye let out a long breath, feeling that he had now quietly entered the inner sanctum.
Su Ye stared at those two words for a long time before finally nodding.
Let's call it "Marrow Cleansing" for now.
This is the first level of spiritual practice that he named himself.
Although it may not be accurate or complete, at least from this moment on, his path began to have a name.
This is very important.
Su Ye closed the notebook, sat quietly for a while, until the dull pain in his chest caused by the surge in his heart rate completely subsided, then got up to wash up quickly and lay down on the bed.
soon.
He fell asleep.
……
The next morning.
Su Ye got up very early.
Last night's cultivation left his body somewhat fatigued, but a night's rest allowed Su Ye to return to his peak condition.
He got up as usual, washed up, changed his clothes, put on his backpack, went downstairs to have breakfast, and then took the subway to the hospital.
On the way, he was still thinking about those two numbers from last night.
240 times per minute.
412 times per minute.
One is the normal limit, and the other is the instantaneous burst of power in the state of inch force.
This means that his training going forward will not only involve spiritual energy and muscles, but he will also have to find a way to continue strengthening his heart.
Only when this "engine" truly becomes stronger through his cultivation can the inch-force continue to advance.
He was thinking about it the whole way, and when he arrived at the hospital, he had just changed into his white coat and hadn't even had a chance to sit down when he was stopped by the nurses at the nurses' station.
"Su Ye, the institute has assigned you a task."
"What mission?"
"The publicity department wants to see you."
Ten minutes later, Su Ye looked at the notification in his hand and fell silent.
The meaning of "courtyard" is very simple.
Su Ye has been making quite a splash at the hospital lately. He holds a provincial-level medical license, was personally selected by Zhou Jingtang for a consultation, and was granted hospitalization. This series of events has made him the most outstanding young doctor at the First People's Hospital recently.
Therefore, the hospital hopes that he can make a video or do an interview for the official WeChat account, which can also be regarded as publicity for the hospital and increase the hospital's activity level among the public.
Su Ye held the paper in his hand, his lips twitching slightly.
Cultivation, breakthrough, marrow cleansing, and inch-force.
These things are still not clear yet.
Now the hospital actually wants him to be their face?
He glanced down at the notification and remained silent for a long time.
Forget it.
Let's do it then!