After reciting the sixth Divine Text, the five dwarves and Zhang Xinglie all breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just strange characters with strange pronunciations, just follow along.
Then, the little elf waved the magic wand, light appeared, and the six Divine Texts combined together, rotating horizontally.
"Alright, now read aloud with your consciousness: 'Mang... Ang... Xiang...'"
The little elf elongated each pronunciation, with the strangest thing being the resonance from the pelvis, abdominal cavity, chest cavity, oral cavity, nasal cavity, to the cranial cavity, six chambers resonating.
The five dwarves reached around themselves in confusion, how to pronounce this?
This feeling was like a fish demon scrawling and vomiting at the same time.
Only Zhou Leng seemed to find a treasure, delighted, following the recitation.
But after five attempts, all failed.
