Chapter 14: The Great Turtle Breath Method Small Success ()

After Hou Yong was drunk, Zhu Daidong was embarrassed to drink there alone. After leaving Hou Yong's house, he saw that the supply and marketing cooperative had closed, so he went there to buy four bottles of Lao Baigan, and by the way he bought two kilograms of pork head meat, and went to Sanqing Taoist Temple.

"Why are you here so late?" Master Wuming smelled the fragrance of wine and meat, and arrived opposite Zhu Daidong at the speed of the dragon seeing the head but not the tail, and directly attacked the pork head meat.

"Aren't you worried that you didn't have any wine today?" Zhu Daidong opened the bottle with a smile and sent it to the other party.

"Oh, I don't think it looks like you, you can't help but feel happy. Did you encounter something happy?" Taoist Wuming just glanced at Zhu Daidong and guessed it almost.

"There is nothing to be happy about. I just did a home visit at a student's house and drank a drink with my parents. I was able to chat. Maybe it was because of this." Zhu Daidong smiled like a flower. He drank a drink with Hou Yong, and he was indeed having a speculative chat, but this was not what really excited him.

"No wonder there is a smell of alcohol on your body, but this is definitely not the real reason. Hey, where is the cotton ball in your ears?" Taoist Wuming said suddenly in surprise.

"You even see this?" Zhu Daidong looked shocked. At this time, he really admired Master Wuming. Only a candle was lit in the wing room. The light was dim. He could see clearly whether there was a cotton ball in his ear. This eye alone was admirable.

"I said why are you so happy? So that's it. Now you know the power of my Turtle Breath Technique, right?" Taoist Wuming looked proud. He was not sure at first, but now it seems that his improvement is really effective.

In fact, the Turtle Breath Technique that Zhu Daidong is practicing now is far different from the original Wudang Turtle Breath Technique. It is tailor-made for Zhu Daidong, and it is especially improved because his hearing is too sensitive. If Master Wuming had not been immersed in Turtle Breath Technique for decades, this would probably not have been like this.

"It's true that there is no need to stuff cotton anymore, but you're still paying attention, otherwise you will recover your original hearing by accident, which will make me use your method to control my hearing at any time." Zhu Daidong was still obedient when he got the advantage, with a wry smile on his face.

"This is because you haven't practiced to the point of doing whatever you want, just work harder." Taoist Wuming cursed with a smile.

The stage that Zhu Daidong has reached now is equivalent to installing an adjustment switch for his ears. As long as he concentrates and uses a simplified version of the Turtle Breath Method, he can increase or weaken his hearing. If he continues to practice and reaches the stage of doing whatever he wants, it will not be a switch, but he has a remote control in his heart, but he can adjust it as he wants, and if he wants to hear it clearly, he can hear it clearly, and if he doesn't want to hear it, he can block it. Only at that stage can his Turtle Breath be considered a great success in the Dharma, and now he can only be a small success at most.

"I will continue to practice, but I am worried that your turtle breathing technique will not suddenly fail one day, right?" Zhu Daidong nodded secretly. He must practice it continuously in the future. When he looked up and saw the Wuming Taoist Master's eating posture, he couldn't help but say angrily.

"Failed? Do you think this is a TV? Or a radio? Unless you die, there will be no time to fail." Taoist Wuming snorted heavily, which already indicated that he was very dissatisfied. With his lazy nature and delicious food and wine in front of him, it was very rare that he could dig out his mind and hum.

In order to support his dissatisfaction with practical actions, after Zhu Daidong finished drinking a bottle of Lao Baigan, Wuming Taoist Master pushed him out of the room, saying that he wanted him to go back and practice early, and that if he didn't practice for a day, he would go back three months. This sentence scared Zhu Daidong so much that he was suspicious.

"Hehe, do you still complain?" Master Wuming smiled proudly when he saw Zhu Daidong walking away.

But Taoist Master Wuming forgot that Zhu Daidong had an amazing hearing. Although he was almost out of the Sanqing Taoist Temple, and although Taoist Master Wuming was just talking to himself, this sentence still did not escape Zhu Daidong's ears.

He was almost scared to death by him. Zhu Daidong, the old Taoist. He heard the smug smile of Wuming, and knew that he had been fooled by him. Drinking less bottles of wine is a trivial matter. If he makes him suspicious and still has a shock, he will lose his fortune.

When he returned to school, Zhu Daidong found that the lights in the dormitory were still on. He looked at the watch on his wrist and it was already ten o'clock. At this time, Long Yiping and Fan Mingfeng should have been asleep. He pushed open the door and found that neither of them was sleeping. When he saw him in, Long Yiping smiled as if he was flattering.

"I haven't sleep yet?" Zhu Daidong asked casually, took off his coat, picked up the basin and prepared to wash up.

"Not yet, I'm going to sleep." Long Yiping said with a smile.

In Zhu Daidong's impression, he had never seen them smiling with him. Things were abnormal and there would be monsters. However, Zhu Daidong's face was not revealed, but he just secretly raised his vigilance. After he walked out of the dormitory with a basin, he immediately adjusted the turtle breathing technique and listened carefully to the movements in the dormitory.

"Teacher Fan, please help me. I really can't hold this face down." Long Yiping sighed heavily. His work intensity was really high. At least four classes a day, five and six classes were common, which made the festival miserable. Looking at Fan Mingfeng in the same dormitory, Long Yiping had at most four classes. How could he feel balanced? Moreover, he did a lot of work and was not appreciated by his leaders. Xu Zhengwu would scold him whenever he had the chance. Now he was almost Xu Zhengwu's venting breath.

"Me? Teacher Long, it's better for you to say this yourself. Don't think about it. I could ask him for advice on "drinks and rice dumplings" and I'm sure I'm holding a grudge against me. I'm afraid it will have a counterproductive effect when it comes to mercy." Fan Mingfeng shook his head. He was embarrassed to speak out for such things. I remember that the teachers and students of the middle school were not used to Zhu Daidong at the time, especially the two of them lived in the same dormitory with Zhu Daidong, which was like strangers. If you put yourself in your shoes, you wouldn't help yourself.

"Oh, if I had known this, why would I have been there?" Long Yiping said with a sigh. He just cursed Xu Zhengwu casually, but Xu Zhengwu assigned him an extra class task, which made him almost breathless now.

Zhu Daidong knew from their conversation that what was going on. He was now a school leader and deputy director of the teaching department. Although he had no power, he was very different from ordinary teachers. In addition, in the eyes of other teachers, he was a celebrity of Liu Tao. Long Yiping asked him to come forward to plead with him, and he really found the right person.

"Director Zhu, you're back." When he saw Zhu Daidong coming back, Long Yiping greeted him as if he was pleased, took over the basin in Zhu Daidong's hand, and arranged his towel, toothbrush and other things.

"Teacher Long, don't be the director, I'm just named, but in fact nothing is it." Zhu Daidong smiled. He is indeed nothing now. As the deputy director of the teaching department, there are more things than before. But no matter whether it is big or small, he would ask Xu Zhengwu for instructions first and would never bypass him and look for Principal Liu. The facts prove that Zhu Daidong's approach was indeed safe. Xu Zhengwu was a little disgusted with Zhu Daidong at first, but later he saw that Zhu Daidong was very good at being a human being, so he gradually stopped caring about it. After all, the deputy director had already mentioned it and it was impossible to retreat.

"Teacher Zhu is worthy of being an undergraduate, and speaking is humble." When Long Yiping spoke, he felt very sad. He was the most tiring person in the dormitory. He was responsible for the three classes one by one, but he was the one who was most undecided by the school leaders, and he was thankless.

"What's wrong with Teacher Long? We are all young people, just say something straightforward." Zhu Daidong said with a smile. He already knew what Long Yiping wanted to say, looking confident.

In Long Yiping's view, this is a manifestation of self-confidence and maturity. The two are about the same age, but compared with each other, Long Yiping feels very ashamed of himself.
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