Ma Feifei is also speechless, Hongdong is going to do something!

If his rank were high, probably anyone in this world could be a good writer.

This force may be a bit overdone......

Ma Feifei pretended to be casual and glanced around, and began to plan an escape route in his heart, at least to run out of this hall, because the teleportation arrays of the Canglong Continent and the Doushu Continent belonged to the fixed-point teleportation array, so if Ma Feifei didn't want to leave this hall, then the point of the teleportation array would still be here next time he wanted to come again.

At that time, he was afraid that he would be slapped to death as soon as he ran out, and he would not even have a chance to escape.

"My lord?" Seeing that Ma Feifei didn't speak, President Hongdong reminded him.

"Oh...... Bring it up. Ma Feifei subconsciously waved his hand and said.

Isn't it just the Pillar of the Book God! What's so great? He Ma Feifei has even seen a magical system, and he can still be fooled by a pillar?

When Hong Dong heard this, he couldn't help but smile on his face, and explained: "My lord, the Shushen Pillar is quite special and is placed in a separate formation, so we still need to trouble the Lord to continue walking with us for a while." ”

This is just the main hall, which is generally used for reception and measurement of the level of some low-quality authors, and there are VIP reception areas, special reception areas, etc., and there are many rooms.

Ma Feifei's heart sank a little more when he heard this, there was still the possibility of escaping here, if he was walking inside, it was estimated that it would be really cool.

It's just that he doesn't have a choice now, and the leader of the Author Assessment Guild next to him is a powerhouse in the half-step Emperor Realm, and the danger of playing tricks is too great.

At that moment, Ma Feifei nodded, put his hands behind his back, and looked indifferent, signaling Hongdong to lead the way.

Anyway, it's like this, it's better to pretend to be more complete and thorough, at least to be able to deter Hongdong and them for a short time.

In fact, Ma Feifei's expression did make Hong Dong a little more respectful to him, because Hong Dong couldn't see through Ma Feifei's cultivation at all, everything relied on expression, attitude, words and deeds, and through the transmission of information from the deacon elders to understand Ma Feifei as a person.

Hong Dong only knew that the deacon elders told him that Ma Feifei was very powerful, and he was able to write mythical quality books, and he wrote tens of thousands of books, breaking the record of the highest number of books written by a book writer since the era.

These two things alone are enough to make Hong Dong very respectful of Ma Feifei, so the more Ma Feifei is like this, the more Hong Dong feels that Ma Feifei has real materials.

"Here, please, sir. Hong Dong bent down slightly to show respect, and slowly led Ma Feifei towards the depths.

"Oh! I don't seem to be judging outside!" The authors gathered outside the main hall saw this scene and showed regretful expressions, regretting that they could not see a high-quality author appear.

"It should be to invite the book god pillar, after all, the level of that adult must not be too low, and the evaluation pillar in the hall may not be able to accurately detect the true strength of the adult's writing. "The scene where Ma Feifei released thousands of books is still seen by a lot, he can write tens of thousands of books, and there is a mythical book in it, how can the level be low?

"It's a pity I can't see it with my own eyes. Some people shook their heads and sighed, very regretful.

No matter how everyone sighed, no one would question whether Ma Feifei could really pass the test of the Shushen Pillar.

This belongs to the whole world that thinks you can do it, but in fact, you can't do it yourself, and your heart is a bit forced.

This road Ma Feifei is still relatively melancholy, and there is even a feeling that he is walking the road of life and death, as if the end of the road is the end of his horse Feifei.

"Hippopotamus Emperor, since the heavens and all worlds are your stories, then according to the situation, I must also be the protagonist, Ma Feifei, or bless me?" Ma Feifei couldn't help but start muttering in his heart, and even the Hippo Emperor ridiculed.

Of course, only God knows whether it will work or not.

Turning around all the way, Ma Feifei found that there were fewer and fewer guild members following behind, and in the end, only Hong Dong and the deacon elders were left behind.

The atmosphere was also a little strange, and a thorough breath rushed towards him, which made Ma Feifei's heart tremble, especially because he was empty, so this breath made Ma Feifei even more apprehensive.

"My lord, this is where the Pillar of the Book God is. Coming to the door of a large hall, Hong Dong pointed to a dark gate in front of him and said.

Ma Feifei looked up, the two dark gates were closed, the golden tiger head pulled the ring, there were a total of ninety-nine copper seals on the left and right sides of the gate, and there was a plaque on the gate, which read the words 'Shushen Palace'.

This is the Shushen Palace, the most mysterious and powerful place for the Shushen Guild, there are very few calligraphers in the entire Yong'an Mansion who can go here, and even the master of the Yong'an Mansion is not allowed to trespass under normal circumstances, which is enough to prove the rigor of the Shushen Palace.

Ma Feifei looked left and right, looked at Hongdong, and asked, "Shall I go in by myself?"

For he saw Hong Dong and the deacons and elders standing still.

"Yes, you are the only one who can enter the Shushen Palace, don't worry, as long as you enter, the Shushen Pillar will guide you through everything and help you complete the evaluation of the author's level. Hong Dong said respectfully.

Ma Feifei listened a little unconsciously, but he was still inexplicably relieved, since there was no one to accompany him in, it would be easy to do, so even if the matter was revealed, there should be time to escape in time.

"My lord, please!" Hong Dong said in a sudden deep voice.

"Boom~~"

No one opened the pitch-black door, and a white mist erupted from the gap, covering the open Shushen Palace, Ma Feifei subconsciously checked with his supernatural clairvoyance, and found that he couldn't see through the situation inside.

"It's kind of amazing. Ma Feifei was slightly startled, and the steps under his feet were also subconsciously raised and walked towards the Book God Palace.

Hong Dong and the deacon elders silently watched the back of Ma Feifei flying in, with a pious and solemn expression.

"Boom~~"

After Ma Fei flew in, the dark door closed again, and finally calm returned, as if nothing had happened, only the three people who came had become two people now.

"President, do you think that after passing the evaluation, you will become a great writer?" the deacon elder suddenly asked President Hongdong in front of him.

President Hongdong silently stared at the dark gate in front of him, and said: "Since the beginning of the era, although there are at least emperor masters, it is difficult to produce one in a million years, and now among the three caves and seven mansions in the Doushu Continent, the highest level of writing is only the master of the Dragon Dance Mansion of Yong'an Mansion, which is a half-step imperial product. ”

Speaking of this, Hong Dong hesitated again and continued: "Although this adult can't see through the specific cultivation, but his otherworldly attitude and cold posture have been going through it for a long time, and the tens of thousands of books are the first person since the era. ”

Hearing Hong Dong's evaluation of Ma Feifei so highly, the deacon elder did not feel surprised on his face, but nodded approvingly, because not only Hong Dong thought that Ma Feifei would definitely become an imperial writer, but even he himself thought so.

This is the first time since the era that thousands of books have appeared.

If this kind of awesome character can't step into the imperial book writer, then maybe the emperor book writer is a joke.

"Wait, if this adult can really step into the Imperial Book Master, then we will have a greater grasp of the next 'good and evil' battle. Hong Dong, the president of the Author Examination Association, said expectantly.

"Hmm. The elder deacons nodded approvingly, and both of them fixed their eyes on the closed dark door.

On the other side of the dark gate, Ma Feifei, who was waiting with anticipation, was looking confused at the moment.

"This is the legendary Pillar of the Book God?" Ma Feifei squatted on the ground, looked at a small bamboo shoot about three meters long, and flicked it with his hand.

"Whoosh~"

The little bamboo shoot was shaken twice by Ma Fei's flying missile, and finally returned to its original position slowly.

On the body of the little bamboo shoot, three words are written: Shushen Pillar.

"This is too fucking sloppy, isn't it!Is the crew underfunded?" Ma Feifei felt that he was a little difficult to accept this matter, and was about to get up and go out to Hongdong to protest against them, he was afraid that the result would not be wrong, but he felt that his dignity was more important.

"Hum~"

"Ding Ding Ding Ding~"

At the moment when Ma Feifei was about to get up, the three characters of the calligraphy pillar on the little bamboo shoot suddenly bloomed with a golden light, and then evolved into several new words.

Ma Feifei was stunned, staring at the words on the little bamboo shoot: "I am the book god pillar, please give me a drop of blood." ”

Ma Feifei: "......"

Ma Feifei was silent for a while, looked around, how did he think this was a tricky plot, as if someone was teasing him.

However, the Shushen Palace is relatively small, not about a hundred square meters in all directions, there is nothing, except for the small bamboo shoot in the center, Ma Feifei did not feel the existence of other breaths in it, obviously there is really no one in the Shushen Palace.

"It's really too sloppy. Ma Feifei still couldn't accept the fact that such a grand thing was actually a small bamboo shoot, and kept muttering in his mouth, but he still stretched out his index finger to force a drop of blood out of himself and dripped it on the small bamboo shoot.

The golden blood dripped on the head of the small bamboo shoot, slowly decomposing and spreading.

There was very little blood, but in the end, it seemed endless, spreading downwards until the whole small bamboo shoot was covered.

This small bamboo shoot turned blood-red.

"Ding Ding Ding ~~"

A piece of golden light flashed from above to below from the small bamboo shoot, and at the same time a text appeared.

"If you don't discover the heart of the book and the evaluation results, you can't become a book writer, and it's a waste of time. (Implication: waste, test your paralysis!). ”

"???" Ma Feifei looked at the words on it, couldn't bear it, and slapped it.

"Smack~"

The little bamboo shoot was shaken by this slap, and the blood stains on his body slowly disappeared, and finally returned to its original state.

"Fuck it! you tell Lao Tzu clearly, who is wasted?" Ma Feifei was a little unconvinced, grabbed the small bamboo shoot with both hands and pulled it up.

"Whoosh~"

The small bamboo shoot was pulled out directly, and Ma Feifei instantly fell weightless and fell backwards.

"Smack~"

Ma Feifei sat on the ground, holding the small bamboo shoot in his hand, a little confused.

"What do you mean?" Ma Feifei said in disbelief as he looked at the small bamboo shoot in his hand.

"Hum~"

The little bamboo shoot flashed a golden light again, and the text appeared.

"Humble mortals, put your god back. ”

"Yo he! there is a spirit!" Ma Feifei was interested, looked at the book god pillar in his hand, and asked, "Can you understand me?"

"Hum~"

The blings are shining, and the words are present.

"Waste is not worthy to talk to this god, let this god go back. Such a line of words appeared on the little bamboo shoot.

"!" Ma Feifei slapped him with a hand.

"Smack~"

The little bamboo shoot swayed, then flashed violently, and hit Ma Feifei's head directly.

"Whoosh~"

Ma Feifei dodged quickly, grabbed the small bamboo shoot with both hands, pressed it to the ground, and said viciously: "Let you say Lao Tzu is a waste, you have the ability to get up!"

"Hum~"

Suddenly, the Shushen Palace shook, Ma Feifei was shocked, and before he could react, he felt a strong force pushing him away under his feet.

"Xiuxiu~~"

Countless rattans rushed out from under the Shushen Palace, straight into the roof, dozens of rattans flew towards Ma Feifei, each with countless words scattered with golden light, each rattan hit Ma Feifei made him feel that a powerful force was restraining him, and he couldn't resist it even if he tried his best.

"Bang~"

Ma Feifei slammed into a wall, covered with rattans, and held him in motion.

"Hum~"

The small bamboo shoot in his hand emitted a golden light again, and a text appeared: Humble mortals, if you don't let go of your god, you will die.

"I'll let you go, uncle!" Ma Feifei felt the rattan wrapped around him, and the heart-wrenching pain almost made him bite his gums, this book god pillar was threatening him, it was simply putting him to death!

The system has detected that the host's life is in danger, please be ready at any time, and the system will forcibly send the host back to the magical bookstore according to the situation. The prompt sound of the system also appeared in Ma Feifei's mind, warning Ma Feifei.

Therefore, if you really listen to the little bamboo shoots, it is estimated that you will really die.

With a ruthless heart, Ma Feifei directly put the small bamboo shoot in his mouth and bit it.

Anyway, he has the protection of the magical system, and he can quickly return him to the magical bookstore before the crisis, as long as he returns to the magical bookstore, he is invincible, who is afraid of whom.

"Click~"

The little bamboo shoot shouldn't be at all, with Ma Feifei's current tooth strength, he actually bit it down in one bite, but what Ma Feifei found outside of Ma Feifei was that after the little bamboo shoot was bitten, a stream of liquid flowed directly out of the small bamboo shoot.

The taste was sweet and sour, Ma Feifei subconsciously took a sip.

"Slip~"

All the liquid in the small bamboo shoots is sucked out.

"Boom~~"

Suddenly, there was a violent tremor in the Shojin Palace, and the top of the main hall cracked open and began to fall into rubble.

"Oh no! The Shujin Palace is going to collapse!"