Wang Sheng made some advice at this time, taking the essence of these twelve sets of sword techniques, experiencing their sword intent, and then extending this sword intent slightly to inspire the other party.

The most rare thing is not that Wang Sheng can remember these sword techniques in a short time, but that he showed his sword intent and Taoist rhyme at this time.

The transition connection when switching sword techniques is like a stroke of a magical comedy;

The artistic conception conveyed by the sword moves seemed to open a window for these twelve sword cultivators, allowing them to see a broader world...

After a while, Wang Sheng held up his sword and stood up. All the twelve sword cultivators showed their thoughts and realized them one by one.

Wang Sheng observed secretly to see who had slipped out of his understanding first, and soon finally decided on the candidate for this disciple.

Half an hour later, all the twelve people woke up from their understanding of swordsmanship. Wang Shenggong bowed and said directly: "Master Hua Jinwei, Taoist Wang Zhihao, Taoist Qinglan, Taoist Yang Aqi, I wonder if I would like to join my Chunyang Sword Sect and cross the immortal path together?"

The four people who were named were stunned for a moment, then the three of them took a few steps forward with ecstasy faces. The family of Wang Sheng, the same surname, breathed a long sigh, feeling relieved.

When the remaining eight Taoist priests were in a state of loss, Wang Sheng said again: "Master Zhang Weiyu and Taoist Shen Xiaomin, are you willing to join my Chunyang Sword Sect and practice within my Chunyang Sword Sect in the future?"

These two people are the only two female monks among the twelve, and they are both in the double decade. He nodded quickly when he heard this.
Chapter completed!