As the saying goes, to learn martial arts, you must first learn to take a beating.
Feng Yi refused to accept it and tried to fight back.
Then he got beaten even worse!
An hour later, Xiao stopped.
It was nothing else, his arms were just a little sore.
Looking at Feng Yi lying on the ground groaning in pain, Xiao said he had been very moderate.
Xiao had observed beforehand that Feng Yi possessed immense strength and a tough physique, making him an excellent practice dummy (scratch that) a good seedling for martial arts.
During the teaching process, Feng Yi gradually went from being at a loss to learning to block and dodge.
Feng Yi's progress was rapid; he truly had extraordinary talent!
Feng Yi, next, I will show you my spear intent. You must stay lucid and by all means do not be consumed by killing intent. If you cannot bear it, inform me immediately.
The subsequent teaching was the main event. Xiao would demonstrate his nurtured spear intent, a milestone on the path of martial arts.
Intent was a manifestation of spiritual power, such as sword intent, spear intent, and so on.
Only by successfully nurturing one's own intent could one transcend the limitations of mortal martial arts techniques, with each move unleashing the power to shatter mountains and split rocks.
However, Xiao's own spear intent was born from slaughter, pursuing ultimate annihilation, terrifying opponents with killing intent to achieve their demise.
Xiao's initial intention was to let Feng Yi experience his spear intent, so he could achieve enlightenment and develop his own.
But this slaughter spear intent was too overbearing. Xiao worried that if Feng Yi's spirit could not withstand the impact of the killing intent, it would be counterproductive.
Rest assured! I know the limits!
Feng Yi gave Xiao a reassuring look, indicating he should not worry.
Despite his words, the usually cautious Feng Yi still took out the golden bell from the River God's divinity and held it in his hand.
The ringing of the golden bell could not only heal the soul of the chosen target and purify their chaotic mental state but also actively defend the wearer against mental attacks. Feng Yi did not want to take risks easily without a ninety-nine percent certainty.
Then I begin!
Seeing that Feng Yi was ready, Xiao reached out and summoned a green long spear.
The spear was planted on the ground, and a chilling aura emanated from Xiao.
From Feng Yi's perspective, black smoke rose from Xiao's body, as if possessed by a demon.
Suddenly, the light in front of Feng Yi changed drastically. Behind Xiao, a sea of corpses and blood vaguely appeared, and the nauseating smell of bloody rot wafted through the air.
Feng Yi knew this was Xiao's spear intent at work, the killing intent attempting to invade his mental center and devour his rationality.
The smell of bloody rot was a result of distorted olfactory senses caused by the influence on the central nervous system.
But fortunately, Feng Yi was protected by the golden bell. The golden light of the bell flickered, and Feng Yi's sense of smell returned to normal.
The murderous spear intent, before it could consume Feng Yi's reason, was extinguished into nothingness by the faint glow of the golden bell.
During the observation and comprehension, Feng Yi suddenly had a strange feeling, but it was intermittent and difficult to grasp.
If he remembered correctly, this was what Xiao called the nascent stage of intent!
It was indeed different when a master taught you hand-in-hand. It was equivalent to Xiao feeding him directly, and all he had to do was open his mouth to eat.
If he had to figure it out himself, it would be akin to preparing ingredients and starting a fire to cook, increasing the difficulty by more than a hundredfold!
Seizing this opportunity, Feng Yi continued to comprehend. He had two more chances!
During the second comprehension, the intent sprouted again, becoming clearer.
During the third comprehension, the intent finally stabilized, no longer flickering indistinctly. His intent had taken its rudimentary form.
Feng Yi's intent was to take lives!
Born from Xiao's slaughter spear intent, it was a branch of slaughter spear intent.
However, Feng Yi's life-taking spear intent was more pure; when he struck with his spear, it was solely to take your life!
Xiao's slaughter spear intent had the effect of affecting the enemy's mind.
Whereas the life-taking spear intent had an extremely overbearing deterrent effect on the enemy.
There was no distinction of superiority or inferiority; it depended solely on the control level of both parties.
Xiao, that's enough!
Feng Yi waved his hand, indicating that he had finished comprehending. Without the protection of the golden bell, continuing to experience it might truly damage his spirit.
To be able to endure for so long is already quite remarkable!
Xiao rubbed his head and praised Feng Yi.
He had not expected Feng Yi to last so long; he was indeed an exceptionally gifted individual.
Feng Yi felt a little embarrassed by Xiao's praise, attributing it all to the golden bell.
Then, he carefully noticed that Xiao was holding his head and seemed not to be in good condition.
Flipping through the memories in his mind, Feng Yi suddenly recalled that although Xiao's divine abilities were outstanding among immortals, subduing demons and evil spirits posed no difficulty for him.
However, the power of demon gods was immense, and their hatred and obsession were beyond ordinary people.
As Xiao continuously slew the impurities born from their remains, that hatred transformed into fragments, polluting Xiao's spirit.
To eliminate this hatred, one had to bear their "karma."
The karma accumulated over many years was enough to burn the heart and gnaw at the bones.
Yet Xiao never complained or shirked, silently bearing all this and adhering to his mission of protecting Liyue.
Combining this with the stories about Xiao, Feng Yi deduced that each time Xiao used his slaughter spear intent, he was eroded by karma, which he suppressed with his powerful will.
Thinking of this, Feng Yi shook the golden bell in his hand towards Xiao, hoping to help alleviate his pain.
Feng Yi, I feel much better. Thank you!
Healed by the golden bell, Xiao returned to normal and nodded in gratitude to Feng Yi.
He had intended to help Feng Yi, but in the end, he was the one who received help!
This bell is so beautiful.
Xiao had fallen in love with the effect of the golden bell; it was far more satisfying than eating Almond Tofu. He wanted to borrow the golden bell from Feng Yi again later but hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.
If you need it, you can borrow it from me in the future!
This was the first time Feng Yi had seen Xiao so shy, like a teenage girl.
But Feng Yi knew that Xiao was simply not good with words, and he rarely asked others for help.
To ease the awkwardness, Feng Yi proactively brought up the matter of borrowing the golden bell.
Thank you.
Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was great that Feng Yi had brought it up, saving him the trouble of finding the words.
Feng Yi, what kind of weapon do you need? I can ask someone to custom-make one for you!
However, Xiao did not want to owe Feng Yi a favor and proactively offered to forge a weapon for him.
A long spear would be fine. If there are any requirements, it just needs to be durable enough!
Feng Yi considered his astonishing brute strength. If the spear shaft were not strong enough and he broke it during combat, it would be embarrassing.
A durable long spear? I understand!
Xiao nodded, his mind already made up. He just needed some materials, which he would personally go and get later.
For the next hour, Xiao explained the combinations and variations of techniques to Feng Yi.
Thus, today's training concluded.
Feng Yi and Xiao agreed to meet again tomorrow.
Not to mention that after parting, Xiao went to prepare the materials for casting the spear for Feng Yi.
As for Feng Yi, as soon as he returned to Liyue Harbor, he found Hu Tao trying to sell coffins to a merchant.