Zhang Chen looked at the text, his eyes filled with confusion, his mind brimming with question marks.
The idea was good, but deciphering it is not ordinarily difficult.
"The main thing is to understand the meaning of each character." Zhang Chen looked at the pinyin and finally recognized its limitations.
If it were everyday language, using pinyin to spell would naturally have no problem, as once pronounced, everyone naturally understands its meaning. However, this mysterious Qi cultivation language is very rare, and once spelled out, who can know its meaning?
Zhang Chen stopped writing immediately, then looked at the text marked with pinyin, feeling that this work couldn't be done.
This is a Qi cultivation technique, and getting one character wrong could lead to drastic errors, directly wasting people away. Does he dare to muddle through like this?
But if you ask him to spend time learning the text, three to five years are necessary and he can't wait that long.
