Chapter 301 Mighty rain

Ever since that war between the human and demon races six thousand years ago, after the swordsmen lineage began to wither away, before the wild cultivator lineage had even half a chance to pick up, most of the fights of the cultivators in the mountain and river were with magic weapons against each other.

Simple and direct, spell magic weapon also spell cultivation, absolute strength is the key to win.

But it seems a bit tedious.

A fight should include all of these, but it is by no means limited to just these.

Xie Huaiyin was an orthodox Confucian monk, but perhaps because he had spent too much time in the jianghu, he moved with more of a martial artist's flavor, and his innate magic weapon was not something like zither, chess, calligraphy, or painting, but that silver spear.

Cultivators never thought that they would one day fight with people in close quarters, so they wouldn't think of using things like swords, spears, swords, and halberds as magical we