Zhang Xuezhou released the Dingren Technique but failed to access Yiyu's memories before she was sixteen years old.
He had the same result when he used the Dingren Technique against Luo Burang.
Zhang Xuezhou didn't see Luo Burang's memories before he was twenty-three years old. It was like a new starting point. Luo Burang's life began in a laboratory.
With the help of Luo Burang's memory, Zhang Xuezhou saw the head in the laboratory.
Even the disheveled hair could not block the aura of dominance on the other person's face. Even if there was only one head left, Luo Zhong was still aloof.
"Skull replacement!"
Things that made Luo Burang feel scared and weird happened to Jinchang many times.
Jinchang had taken off his own head, and also appropriated the head of Venerable Wenhuang. His head was also shot by a sky-shattering arrow, and the head played various tricks in Jinchang's hands.
Correspondingly, Luo Burang's strange memory fragments of Luo Zhong's fear could not affect Zhang Xuezhou.
What surprised Zhang Xuezhou slightly was that he saw the empty bottle of the God General's medicine in Professor Luo Hui's laboratory.
The deity medicine has no label, no expiration date, and is as transparent as pure water.
However, the medical sealing materials of decades ago were not as advanced as today. The rubber stopper that is touched by Tenshenjiang's medicine will turn light blue. This is a relatively unique reaction to Tianshenjiang's medicine.
This is also the reason why Zhang Xuezhou can identify empty medicine bottles.
When Luo Tianming's flying needle shot at Luo Burang, Luo Burang's fragments of memory came to an abrupt end.
When the memory fragments reappeared, Luo Burang quickly flipped through various scientific research materials at a terrifying speed, and continued to make theoretical reports on various blood agents, as if he was looking for something.
When the memory fragments emerged for the third time, it was Luo Burang's failure to improve his genes, and he was eventually sent to the Beirehe Research Institute by Luo Tianming to conduct research on the No. 2 sinkhole.
Zhang Xuezhou could sense that Luo Burang had not only changed his ability at this time, but his body and temperament seemed to have also changed.
Luo Burang seemed to fall into fragments of his body. Others might think that Luo Burang, a genius like him, was lost in thought. But Luo Burang most likely lost the ability to control his body at that time, just like Zhang Xuezhou lost his body control.
It's just that as he gets older, Luo Burang's fragmentation becomes less and less frequent.
The memory flipped, and Luo Burang's memory fragments ended with welcoming Zhang Xuezhou into the microelectronics room.
This is an extremely perfect ending.
Zhang Xuezhou's mind returned to reality, but he did not immediately accept the Dingren Technique. After thinking for two or three seconds, he muttered words and began to imitate Yao Yuanguang's method of promoting the Dingren Technique in reverse.
Zhang Xuezhou doesn't have Yao Yuanguang's magical powers, but Luo Burang is not Nezha either.
According to the definition of realm art, Luo Burang was not yet in the country.
And Zhang Xuezhou doesn't need to pry too far, even if it's a year or two, or even ten days and a half.
If it is within his ability, Zhang Xuezhou thinks it is worth giving it a try.
The most important thing is that Luo Burang's senses are so keen that he is at a crossroads in life. With Luo Burang's intelligence and perception, the other party's sense of whim is more reliable. This is indeed a good opportunity for Zhang Xuezhou to use physiognomy.
Under this opportunity, it will be easier for him to guide the physiognomy than under normal circumstances, and it is also possible for him to have a stronger effect on the physiognomy.
The reason why Luo Burang had no memory before he was twenty-three years old may have been caused by that experiment, which made Zhang Xuezhou calm down.
He was mumbling words, and his Dingren technique was gradually reversed from prying into the past.
Faintly, Zhang Xuezhou seemed to hear the turbulent sound of the water flowing in the long river of time.
"You finally came!"
Sounds rippled in the long river of time, and Zhang Xuezhou felt darkness in front of him.
He has not continued to search for even a year or a month, but everything has stopped.
The sudden end made Zhang Xuezhou's head feel like he had been hit hard. Darkness filled his eyes, and there was magic in his body that reversed the attack and invaded his body.
Zhang Xuezhou snorted slightly.
He could only be glad that this was the backlash of the physiognomy, rather than any powerful magic he had condensed.
Zhang Xuezhou had seen the most severe backlash from his magic spells, and it was Master Yufeng. A great cultivator in the solitary realm was swept backwards by his own wind magic, and his own flesh and blood was completely shaved off.
The physiognomy has no offensive power, so it will not hit itself when it bites back.
Zhang Xuezhou's magic power backfired and penetrated his body, only causing a puncture pain like a needle prick.
This may even help him return his mind to his body.
"You have a nosebleed!"
Luo Burang's voice came, Zhang Xuezhou shook his head, and the darkness in front of him began to break, and the scene in the microelectronics room emerged.
"What kind of ability did you just use to actually let me see my lost past!"
When Luo Burang spoke again, Zhang Xuezhou had already seen Luo Burang's blurry figure.
He wiped his nose and pointed at Luo Burang.
"You have a nosebleed too!"
"Not only did I have a nosebleed, my body was in pain right now, as if someone had stabbed me with a steel needle!"
Zhang Xuezhou replied, and Luo Burang responded with a muffled voice.
"I seemed to be in darkness, and I couldn't see clearly until now," Luo Burang said.
"We feel the same, your feelings are my feelings!"
Zhang Xuezhou closed his eyes, took a deep breath and began to adjust the reversal of the mana in his body.
Luo Burang also fell silent, and instead of asking further questions, he stumbled towards the microelectronics room.
"Would you like a couple of painkillers?"
After a while, Luo Burang's voice became normal.
This allowed Zhang Xuezhou to barely stop the boiling mana in his body.
He opened his eyes and looked at Luo Burang who handed over the small pill, took it casually and stuffed it into his mouth.
"The pain of the body belongs to the body. At least our minds will not feel pain." Luo Burang pinched the small tablet and took out a transparent glass bottle from his pocket and said: "This bottle of spray can stop nosebleeds!"
"I feel fine now!"
Zhang Xuezhou took a deep breath.
The pills took effect very quickly, which allowed him to barely gather his magic power. He pointed the Taiqingzhen Technique at his nose, and the nosebleeds stopped instantly.
After wiping it with a tissue, Zhang Xuezhou no longer looked embarrassed.
"Did you just hear something?"
After Zhang Xuezhou finished sorting it out, he felt that the voices in his memory were slowly fading away.
He didn't seem to have Yao Yuanguang's mention of the rapid disappearance of memory after peeking into the future. Even though the memory of the voice was slowly fading, Zhang Xuezhou still remembered the words spoken by the other party and had a certain recognition of the timbre of the voice.
And this is also different from the physiognomy used by Yao Yuanguang, and even different from Zhang Xuezhou's previous use of the Dingren technique on other people.
When Zhang Xuezhou released the Dingren Technique, he saw scrolls of images, and no sound was produced.
And when he followed Yao Yuanguang's method and used the Dingren technique in reverse, he heard the voice passing through the river of time.
Zhang Xuezhou thought quickly and sought confirmation from Luo Burang, who had the same senses.
"I hear...the head is coming for me!"
Luo Burang's face flushed.
After Zhang Xuezhou reminded him, Luo Burang vaguely recalled the strange sound.
Zhang Xuezhou is good at memory, and Luo Burang is also good at memory.
Even if time goes backwards and the few words about the future are quickly erased, the strong memory still leaves a residue in my mind.
Luo Burang raised his head, only to hear the sound of the head in Luo Hui's laboratory in Xijing City in the Beirehe Research Institute.
