Legend of the Mythological Genes Chapter 94 - Yin Yang Illusory Realm

Chapter 94: Yin Yang Illusory Realm

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire
BOOM!
Feng Lin’s palm imprint became a whip as he lashed out ruthlessly. It was like he was the controller of this universe, sitting atop his lofty throne in the air as he wielded a divine whip, smacking those deities in heaven down to earth.
Tai!
After one move, Feng Lin’s gesture changed. Both his palms executed the Sky Flipping Imprint and smashed down ruthlessly. It was akin to the Buzhou Heavenly Pillar in the legends crumbling with a loud rumble, destroying the human world.
Bzz!
His palm imprint changed again as his fingers extended outward. One of his hands was Yang, the other was Yin; one was the sun, the other the moon. His hands switched over, giving rise to a myriad of transformations.
Ang!
His hands were like mountains. He lifted them high as his moves changed again. He was akin to a lofty and majestic mountain, immovable…
They were the many variations of the Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint. The aura of his moves was extremely imposing, shocking the hearts of people.
However, Feng Lin wasn’t practicing his martial arts now; he was trying to sense the might of his palm imprints.
After looking at the basic educational module for genetic hypnotists, Feng Lin learned some of the basic hypnotism theory and techniques as he contemplated about them over and over again.
One of the techniques was to use hand gestures to induce hypnotism, using his formless aura to shake up his target’s heart, forcibly breaking through the psychological defensive line of his target.
And just so nicely, speaking of hand imprints, he coincidentally was also skilled in the Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint. Why didn’t he make use of it?
He couldn’t help but say the effect was truly not bad.
Once he used these palm imprints, their aura was clearly extraordinary and had the power to influence the heart of others. Even before the might from the palm imprints were unleashed, the imposing manner of it would already have shaken the heart of others, allowing him to gain victory without a fight. There was a hope for it to be refined into a method of hypnotism that he could use.
But this was merely just an ancient martial art after all. He had no problems shaking the hearts of his target, but if he really wanted to achieve a hypnotism effect, he still needed to combine the usage of his mental energy techniques and some other means.
Feng Lin went online again to research more about the specific methods of using hand imprints for hypnotism. The Devil Subduing Imprint from Buddhism, the Lion Imprint, the Heavenheart Five Thunder Imprint from Taoism, the Rain Requesting Imprint, and even the Praying Gesture from Christianity—he wanted to attempt to merge the ceremonies of the various religions into it.
Although by implementing all of them was very tiring, he wouldn’t suffer a loss as long as he could find a way to master the hypnotism method.
The more Feng Lin understood about the Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint, the more profound and mysterious he found it to be. It was difficult to figure it out clearly within a short period of time. The ability of it to include the essence of all martial arts were simply too strong.
This was a martial art that would improve as the cultivator strengthened. Currently, the might he could unleash from using it might not be considered very powerful, but it possessed endless potential.
Feng Lin silently felt glad that he was fortunate enough to obtain this martial art, enabling him to enrich his techniques greatly.
He treated the palm imprints as his body language—the gesture to induce hypnotism—as he experimented over and over again.
It was a pity that Feng Lin didn’t have a partner he could experiment on. He could only stand in front of a mirror and attempt to hypnotize himself.
However, it was very difficult to hypnotize oneself because the hypnotist himself already knew that he was trying to hypnotize himself. There would be a natural wariness in his heart, and he unconsciously would guard against the hypnotism. Hence, it was very tough for the hypnotism to succeed.
It was like using his hand to lift himself up into the air; it went against logic and was extremely difficult to achieve.
Only high-grade hypnotists would barely manage to succeed in doing it.
Feng Lin didn’t delude himself that he would succeed in a single try. It was just that since he didn’t have a target to practice on, he could only practice it on himself.
If this hypnotism technique would achieve a little effect when he used it against himself, there was no need to doubt that the effect would be much stronger when used against others.
Facing the mirror, Feng Lin drew in a deep breath and discarded all distracting thoughts. All sounds in the area faded away, leaving only silence.
Feng Lin focused his mental energy and sensed the transformation to the rhythm of his life force, breathing, heartbeat, pulse, as well as the fluctuations of his thoughts and emotions.
Suddenly, he moved. It was as though he had gained a trace of the underlying structure of hypnotism.
His hand trembled from the rhythm of his life force as the rhythm grew faster and faster. His hands were both Yin and Yang, and the palm imprint he formed was akin to Taichi—Dao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, three begets all things.
His palm imprints were symmetrical to each other, just like the reflection from a mirror, isolating the two realms of Yin and Yang.
Yin Yang Mirror Imprint.
Feng Lin tested for a long time, and he discovered that this particular palm imprint contained the most variations and gestures. If he sped up his movements, others would be dazzled, growing dizzy and light-headed. It should be of use to hypnotism.
As expected, when he executed the hand gestures, Feng Lin unconsciously fixed his eyes on the palm imprints. He felt a blur in his eyes as his consciousness dimmed, unconsciously being dragged into the rhythm of the palm imprint.
He felt the time in his surroundings slowed. It felt as though the sky was raining flower and his vision was in disorder. His entire body swayed from side to side as though he was drunk.
But because of this, the hand gestures in the palm imprint slowed down. Only then did Feng Lin feel a thrill in his heart as he abruptly woke up.
He wasn’t startled but felt happy instead.
He succeeded in a single try, and it was so effective even when he used it against himself! There was naturally no need to mention how effective it would be if he used this against others.
“I actually succeeded! The Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint is truly extremely profound.” He felt extremely excited at having succeeded during the first attempt.
However, the effect was still too weak and he had to continue to practice.
Feng Lin recalled the earlier strange feeling. It felt like he was being isolated from time and space.
From the myths and legends of Huaxia, the Yin Yang Mirror was the unique treasure of Scarlet Essence Child of the twelve golden immortals of Kunlun. It was said that it could connect the two realms of Yin and Yang and had the ability to tell if someone was about to die if that person looked at his reflection from it.
This Yin Yang Palm Imprint might have a trace of divinity from the divine treasures in the legends, allowing people to have the illusion that the Yin Yang had reversed.
Feng Lin pondered over it and after he gained some understanding, he tried it out again.
Facing the mirror, one of his hands was Yin; the other was Yang. The style of his hands was completely different, yet they were mutually symmetrical of each other, just like two halves in the mirror. One was the corporeal body; the other was a reflection.
After that, the gestures changed repeatedly, mixing in truth and false, reality and illusion. No one was able to tell it apart.
In an instant, Feng Lin felt his vision becoming disordered as he entered a strange space. Yin and Yang were reversed here, with the time and space also in chaos.
But as his consciousness fell into the illusion, his hand gestures slowed once again.
“The two experiments both succeeded?”
Feng Lin stared at his hands dumbfoundedly. He finally could be sure of one fact. I actually have already become an initial-grade hypnotist. The monthly salary of 100,000 to a million coins is waving its hand at me.
When he thought back to the bizarre changes that had occurred when he fell into the illusion, he was even more convinced that self-hypnotism was much harder compared to hypnotizing others.
Since the effect was so good on himself, if he used it on others, they would definitely not be able to shake the illusion off.
“The hypnotism method earlier is so effective, let’s name it Yin Yang Fantasy!” Feng Lin silently mused; his heart was filled with anticipation.
Right now, the Yin Yang Fantasy was nothing more than a quasi-illusion. But as he grew stronger, could this quasi-illusion become an illusion so true that there were no differences from reality?
But if he wished to reach this step, the road ahead was still long. It was better to stand on solid ground and do things step by step.
After looking through the basic educational modules provided by the Giant Pharmaceutical Company, Feng Lin took the initiative to search online for information about the various hypnotism methods.
[Hypnosis Psychology], [Multi-structure of the human consciousness], [Detailed analysis of mental energy]… Given how developed this Interstellar Era was, the understanding of one’s body and psychology far surpassed the Ancient Era. There was almost a countless number of books about it.
Now that Feng Lin’s vitality was so strong, his thinking was as quick as lightning as his memory capacities far surpassed the past. It was not an exaggeration to say that he had a photographic memory.
He read ten paragraphs with a single glance and instantly memorized the content, able to succinctly summarize the important points and learn the essential knowledge. His reading speed was so fast that it was unimaginable.
Without realizing it, a day passed just like that.
He had completely digested the knowledge of all the psychology books he had read and stored them as his foundation, transforming them into something he could use.
But given the huge population of humanity and the vastness of the galaxy, he understood that knowledge was boundless. It was impossible for him to learn them all even if he used his entire lifetime.
All the knowledge he had accumulated up until now was merely the tip of the iceberg.
Very swiftly, during his off day every week, he would spend all his time in cultivation and accumulating knowledge.
Finally, dawn approached. It was time for him to head to work once again. After his morning ablutions, Feng Lin headed toward the R&D department of the Giant Pharmaceutical Company.