Chapter 117: Speaking of Beauty

"Although that woman has a vicious heart and an empty complexion, if you only say 'beauty', she can definitely be called it, I wonder if the adults are satisfied with this story?" asked Hong Dexiang. X

Said: "Nature is beauty, but I have seen a lot of the beauty of the skin, and there are many beauties in the Three Realms...... Do you have any other stories?"

So Nongzhi took over the baton and took the initiative to say that he wanted to come to "offer ugliness".

He thought for a moment, took out a handful of golden grains from his bosom and said, "If it's beautiful...... I guess my grain is also beautiful. ”

Nongzhi slowly began to tell stories about his lineage.

"My master doesn't have a deep background, if it is counted as a person who has ascended to become an immortal, I should be the first...... Who let me go from the founding patriarch to me for only two generations?"

"My master's cultivation is not high, and he has never even entered the Dao, so he can only be regarded as a monk in the realm of clear mind. We have a mixture of mortal and spiritual realms, and there are courts and mortals...... Alas, this, I can't describe it......"

Nongzhi is obviously not a good at storytelling, and it is a bit confusing to say, "It is that more than 200 years ago, there was a once-in-a-century famine in our place, and within a thousand miles, there was no harvest. Speaking of which, I had a similar experience with Brother Fang, and I almost got into someone else's mouth as an unlucky thing......"

"Me?" Fang Guiyuan pointed at himself, "Brother Nongzhi has also encountered this?"

"Yes, fortunately, my master arrived in time!" Nong Zhi said, "My master, a little monk, took my little child to wander in the troubled times, saw a lot of absurdity, and finally settled down on a mountain. ”

"My master once discussed with me, why don't the monks move their fingers and go to the mortal people when they can scatter beans into soldiers to turn rice into soil......?

"So?"

"Therefore, my master has spent decades cultivating several kinds of high-yield grains in combination with the grain varieties in the cultivation world, and no matter how poor the quality of the land is, it can still be grown, and it can feed many people. My master has also entered the realm of righteousness, and mortals have built a lot of temples for him to worship!"

"This is good, this is good!" laughed, "The master is a living person, and he is also a beneficiary, and he is not done by ordinary people, and he is very beautiful, very beautiful!"

"Yes...... "Ximing was also fascinated, "Although this senior has not entered the Dao, he has done a lot more than those of us who have entered the Dao!

Nong Zhi said proudly: "My master has cultivated those kinds of grain by himself, and he has suddenly become famous among mortals, and he is respected as the 'Magic Rice Real Man'......"

Xi Ming's face froze with a smile on his face.

"My master's surname is Yuan ......"

"Slow and slow!" Xi Ming hurriedly stopped his words, "Senior's business...... Brother Nongzhi, let's tell me slowly in the future!"

Nong Zhi was originally addicted, but he was interrupted by Xi Ming, although he was confused, he didn't think much about it, nodded and handed over the topic to the next person.

So Shi Gu took over the baton and began to tell a story about a piece of clothing.

"Alas......" Just when the others were listening to the story with relish, Fang Guiyuan took the time to ask Ximing quietly, "Why did you suddenly change your mind just now and not listen?"

"......" Ximing had an indescribable expression on his face, "Brother Fang, you ...... You don't understand. ”

"I don't understand, just tell me, it stands to reason that we have similar development except for the difference in national system and strength. Fang Guiyuan said confusedly.

"Uh...... Brother Fang, do you have any contemporary Shennong who has made contributions like the farmer master?" Ximing asked in a low voice.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"There's a meme about that guy that I think I'm embarrassed to hear. ”

"Hey, the stalk in your mouth, that's still a stalk, you're more old-fashioned than me!" Fang Guiyuan quipped, "Forget it, if you don't want to mention it, don't mention it, let's listen to the story." ”

So the two were speechless, waiting for one by one to speak.

Boang scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time when he spoke, and finally said embarrassedly, "Actually, I think this big banyan tree is very beautiful......"

"Indeed, indeed!" nodded and replied with a smile, "At that time, I also felt the same way, the lonely mountain and the lonely tree, standing tall and beautiful, so I decided to settle here." ”

When it was Ximing's turn, he was also in a hurry, and took the "skin beauty" that had been said to be rotten to represent the four beauties to come out and prevaricate, and he was also mixed up.

It seems that those who come do not refuse, no matter what they say, as long as they listen to it, they will praise it.

I don't know how many times better than the teachers in that academy, and I'm really an old-timer who loves to guide future generations.

"It's up to me. Fang Guiyuan scratched his head and said, "I'm quite unlucky, I actually fell behind the last one, let you talk about anything good first......

"Don't talk about anything else, you can talk about it quickly!" the others urged him.

"Alas, the more you urge me, the harder it will be to speak!" Fang Guiyuan pretended to be annoyed.

"To say beautiful...... Actually, I'm pretty beautiful!" Fang Dao Chang said frankly, "Look at me, I don't look good?"

"Yes, yes, you're good-looking, you're good-looking!" he smiled.

"You shameless!" Hong De patted his leg and scolded, "We are all embarrassed to say this, you have a big face!"

"I'll be honest! Who made you forget to mention it?!"

The seven people quarreled nonsense, and in the end, Fang Guiyuan was criticized by the six people enough, so he couldn't stand it and waved his hand to stop them, "Okay, okay, I don't want to be ashamed, I'm not ashamed...... I'm down to business, I'm down to business!"

"Actually...... There's nothing to say, since I followed my neighbors to see each other for more than 200 years, my aesthetic level is not good. To tell you the truth, in my eyes, you can't grow up!"

Just when the six of them were about to criticize him again, Fang Guiyuan changed his tone again and said, "But there is really one, which can be called beautiful in my eyes." ”

"I've seen a person, not a monster, not a monk, that's really good-looking body with the essence of treasure, the body is connected with the essence of the hero, the wind is cool, the instrument is colorful, for example, it is not crossed, the Xuan finger is glorious, if he is high, the sky is far away. Wearing treasure clothes and beating horses through the imperial city, heroic posture, wind and spirit, unforgettable to see, eyes to love. ”

"So pretty?"

"It's so good-looking!" Fang Guiyuan replied affirmatively, and then sighed a few times, "It's a pity that the day is not a holiday, and he died of illness before he could stand...... At that time, the women of the Imperial City were all crying for it!"

I still remember the civil strife back then, or this person raised his arms and shouted, and led the army into the city to guard, which saved Liang Zhao's Guozuo, and then he was not greedy for power, and retreated in white. I was asked to treat his war wounds, but it was a good eye-opener!"

"It's hard to come by. "Dao, "The beauty of the skin, the beauty of the bones, the beauty of the heart, he has it, an absolute beauty!"

He raised his head high and sighed: "There are three kinds of beauty, skin and bones, I have seen a lot, but there are few of the three, wait for the day to go to heaven to find the person who is looking for the heavenly library, go and see that person!"

"At that time, that person and the old peach tree were the two main hosts that raised my requirements for people's appearance!"

"And," he asked, looking down again, "can you talk to me about the neighbor you mentioned?"