Chapter 427

Mount Zhongnan, Quanzhen Sect, Chongyang Palace.

However, just when everyone was shocked and moved, the words of the Quanzhen disciples suddenly made the Seven Disciples of Quanzhen, Wang Chongyang, and others' faces darken, and their hearts felt... sour!

"This... what kind of talk is this?! What do you mean I can't do it either?!"

"No matter what! I am Changsheng's... Master!"

Wang Chongyang's expression changed, and he said indignantly, "If Changsheng is the Imperial Preceptor! Then I am the Imperial Preceptor's Master!"

"Hehe! I am the Imperial Preceptor's father-in-law?! Did I say anything?!"

Huang Yaoshi looked at Wang Chongyang with disdain and said dismissively.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Now you know you are Changsheng's father-in-law?!"

"Why didn't someone want Changsheng as a son-in-law before?!"

Feng Heng wouldn't indulge Huang Yaoshi and directly slapped his face without any politeness.

"You... you... you..."

Huang Yaoshi was choked by a breath and couldn't say a word.

"Hehe! Wuliang Tianzun!"

"If that's the case! Then this poor Daoist... is also Changsheng's elder!"

"If Changsheng can become the Imperial Preceptor of various countries! Then this poor Daoist... also shares in the honor!"

Huang Shang spoke with a smile, but in his heart, it was a mix of five flavors: shock, complexity, and some... sourness!

You have to know, he served as an official in the Great Song for decades, compiled the "Three Thousand Dao Scrolls," and although he grasped the "Nine Yin Manual" and achieved the realm of an Earth Immortal, he was only a small contributor in the Great Song, let alone an Imperial Preceptor!

And now, Li Zhangsheng, a mere nine-year-old child, was actually being fought over by the countries of the world to be appointed as their Imperial Preceptor!

If it weren't for the fact that the Demon Yuan, Liao, Jin, Western Xia, Demon Qing, and other countries had been swept away by Li Zhangsheng, I'm afraid these countries would have also sent envoys.

"You... didn't you go to Wudang to wish True Person Zhang a long life?! Now... what is going on?!"

Huang Rong looked at Li Zhangsheng, her mouth forming an "O" shape, full of confusion.

"Immortal Martial Ming?! Emperor Ming actually established the Immortal Martial Ming... with his help?!"

"If Emperor Tian Kehan didn't want to subdue him, but instead appointed him as the Great Yuan Imperial Preceptor! Would Emperor Tian Kehan also be able to establish... an Earthly Demon Kingdom?!"

Zhao Min's expression stirred, thinking of the Lord of the Great Yuan, Tian Kehan Temujin, her heart filled with emotion.

"Nothing! Just at the request of True Person Zhang, I did Zhu Yuanzhang a small favor!"

"Who would have thought... the emperors of all countries in the world would be so excited?!"

"I didn't expect it either!"

Li Zhangsheng spread his hands, his expression strange, and said nonchalantly.

Good fellow!

In my memory, Su Qin held the seals of six states, and now I am actually going to become the Imperial Preceptor of various countries?!

Is it this absurd?!

Li Zhangsheng, seeing this scene, felt completely numb; the Great Ming was fine, after all, the establishment of the Immortal Martial Ming had, more or less, a little bit of his small help.

But what is going on with Great Qin, Great Han, Great Sui, Liyang, Beimang, Beiliang, and other countries?!

Why do they all want me to be their Imperial Preceptor?!

Do they really think an Imperial Preceptor is not an Imperial Preceptor, right?!

"Stop fighting, all of you!"

"You want my Junior Grand-Uncle to be your Imperial Preceptor?!"

"In my opinion, among the countries of the world, not a single country is worthy of my Junior Grand-Uncle!"

"Only if all countries are together, can they... have a little bit of qualification!"

Just at this moment, Yang Guo walked out with his head held high, looked at the envoys of various countries, and said quite dismissively.

"My Junior Grand-Uncle created the immortal cultivation method, turned the heavenly tribulation into heavenly punishment, created the Confucian Dao Supreme cultivation system... If heaven did not give birth to my Junior Grand-Uncle, heaven and earth would be like a long night for eternity..."

"Ask yourselves, to have my Junior Grand-Uncle become the Imperial Preceptor of your country?! Is your country... worthy?!"

Yang Guo counted on his fingers, stating Li Zhangsheng's various deeds one by one; finally, looking at the envoys of various countries, he carried his hands behind his back and asked slowly.