Black Impermanence: Erlang Zhenjun is really joking, who of you can look at the things in our underworld!

Meng Po: Yes, I keep a big black pot every day, and I don't seem to have anything to share with you except a pot of soup to share with you.

The Third Prince of Nezha: Is Meng Po soup delicious? Share it and let us taste it!

Meng Po: Okay! Then remember to open your mouth when you click on the red envelope, or bring your own porcelain bowl! I won't bring you a bowl here!

Meng Po had just finished sending a message, and when Gu Xiangtian was about to go to the kitchen to get the pot, he didn't expect Meng Po to have already sent out the red envelope.

Gu Xiangtian didn't have time to take the pot, so he hurriedly clicked on Meng Po's red envelope.

Ding——

The hand speed is slow, and Meng Po's red envelope has been snatched up!

"Hell, are these immortals crazy? Meng Po soup can be grabbed so fast! Isn't it fun to be an immortal?" Gu Xiangtian was depressed.

Ding——

Monkey King: Ahh

Morrally: (Three vomiting emojis)

Morales: (Three vomiting emojis)

Magic Red: (Three vomiting emojis)

Morishou: (Three vomiting expressions)

……

The four heavenly kings followed, and there were the Iron Fan Princess, Zixia Fairy, Weaver Girl, Seven Fairies and other immortals also followed one after another, with angry and vomiting expressions, and even fairies like Fairy Chang'e actually sent vomiting expressions.

It seems that not only mortals want to forget something, but also immortals who have lived for thousands of years want to forget the troubles in their hearts!

Ding——

Mo Liqing: Even though I only drank a little bit, I still forgot some unpleasant things in my heart.

Mo Lihai: I seem to have swallowed a little too much, how do I play this lute?

Morishou: To be honest, I didn't drink it, but I let my flower fox marten take a sip! Now it seems to have forgotten that I am its master, and is staring at me with its eyes, ah, not good......

Mo Lihong: Don't panic, fourth, I'll take the mixed yuan umbrella to save you!Huh...... Where's my umbrella......

……

Gu Xiangtian silently watched these guys laugh like this, without saying a word.

It seems that these four heavenly kings have drunk a lot!

How many grievances the Four Heavenly Kings have suffered in heaven!

I can't wait to forget the memory!

Gu Xiangtian shook his head and muttered in his heart: "Is this Meng Po soup so magical for erasing memories?" Fortunately, I didn't grab it, if I take a sip of it stupidly, wouldn't my Hongtu hegemony be completely ruined!"

Gu Xiangtian thought of this, and unconsciously fought a cold war, what a terrifying look.

Ding——

Sun Wukong: Yes, my grandson's monkey hair is about to be pulled bald, why don't you know how to return it to my grandson after you use it? Who has something fun, send it out and let everyone open their eyes.

Third Prince Nezha: Yes! What you shared today represents the face of your underworld!

Erlang God: The ghosts of the underworld send ghost servants, not at this time, but when!

Zhu Bajie: Hurry up, send quickly! My old pig just woke up, and I haven't grabbed anything yet!

But two minutes passed, and none of the ghosts in the group came out to give out red envelopes!

Ding——

Sun Wukong: @阎王, King Qin Guang, what's going on with your underworld? Why are you pretending to be dumb?

Hades: I don't know!

Meng Po: Why don't I boil another pot of Meng Po soup for you?" (three evil smiles)

Monkey King: (Three speechless expressions)

Suddenly, ding-

Bai Wuchang sends a red envelope!

Gu Xiangtian was a little bit, but he couldn't grab it.

Bai Wuchang's red envelope was a mourning stick, which was snatched by Sun Wukong.

Ding——

Sun Wukong: you! Who wants your mourning stick for what? You should keep it for yourself to catch ghosts! My old grandson's golden hoop stick is much easier to use than yours.

Ding——

Sun Wukong sent a red envelope!

The remarks on the red envelope are dedicated to the mourning stick of Bai Impermanence.

Everyone knows that this is a crying mourning stick, who will rob it!

can only be left to Bai Wuchang to rob by himself!

Ding——

Bai Wuchang: Thank you, Great Sage, I just want to liven up the atmosphere!

Ding——

Black Impermanence sent a red envelope!

In view of Bai Wuchang's unreliable red envelopes, Gu Xiangtian didn't want to order black impermanence's red envelopes.

However, Gu Xiangtian thought about it for a while, what if there was anything good!

Even if there is no good thing, it is a big deal to return it to him.

However, when Gu Xiangtian clicked on the black and impermanent red envelope, a bell was displayed.

There is a line of small print below this bell.

Dream Bell: Shaking this bell at someone will instantly hypnotize them and enter that person's dreams.

Gu Xiangtian suddenly felt that he had picked up a treasure, this magic weapon was really powerful, since he had grabbed it, it was mine, and he would not return it to Hei Wuchang.

Ding——

Xiang Tianzhen: Hahaha, who said that there are no fun things in the underworld, I think the dream bell of black impermanence is very fun, thank you black impermanence brother.

Black Impermanence: You're welcome, since I've already shared it, whoever grabs it will be theirs!

Ding——

The white bone spirit sent a red envelope!

Gu Xiangtian clicked on it again.

Congratulations, I grabbed a copy of the White Bone Spirit's "Flesh and Bone Separation Technique", which has been stored in the treasure bag.

Flesh and Bone Separation Technique: After cultivation, you can gain the ability to divide and merge human flesh and bones.

This exercise is too awesome, you can separate and combine the bones and flesh, what a brutal act it would be!

What a, are these immortals all fools?

These ghosts and immortals in the underworld are ruthless characters!

Their magic weapons and exercises are simply demonic existences, and if they are cultivated well, they will be simply invincible when used on people's bodies.

Ding——

Xiang Tianzhen: Why don't you rob it? Let me pick up two big leaks, hahaha

Xiang Tianzhen: Can someone reply?

Xiang Tianzhen: What's going on? Why is there no one?

Gu Xiangtian sent three questions in a row, but no one answered.

Just when Gu Xiangtian was feeling depressed, Zhu Bajie suddenly said a word.

Ding——

Zhu Bajie: Xiang Tianzhen, those immortals who like water groups, snatched Meng Po's red envelopes, drank Meng Po soup, and forgot who they were, and forgot how to play fairy WeChat!

Xiang Tianzhen: So what now?

Zhu Bajie: Now I am gathering all those immortals who have lost their memories together, and ask Yuan Shi Tianzun to come out and let them recover their memories!

Xiang Tianzhen: Hahaha, fortunately I didn't grab it.

Zhu Bajie: Fortunately, I didn't see Meng Po's red envelope when I slept!

Gu Xiangtian learned about this and thought to himself, this Meng Po's red envelope has brought a lot of trouble to the fairy world.

Although Gu Xiangtian worshiped under the master of the Tongtian Sect, now he was just a scattered immortal who had been trained in the mortal world, and he did not have the ability to fly to the heavens and the earth, so he could not go to the heavenly palace.

Otherwise, Gu Xiangtian would have to go to the Heavenly Palace to see the excitement.

Gu Xiangtian was about to send a message in the group wishing them to regain their own memories as soon as possible, but he didn't expect Tai Bai Xing to ban the whole group.