"Cough!"
Right then, a soft cough sounded from the dust not far away.
A figure slowly crawled out of the shattered pit. He was covered in dust and looked wretched. It was the Half-Martial Ancestor expert, Elder Hui Xing, who was suppressed by Su Zimo earlier on.
"Hui Shen, put away that talisman. There's no need to alarm the Patriarch about this,"
Elder Hui Xing shook his head.
Abbot Hui Shen hesitated for a moment before putting the talisman into his storage bag. However, he was still on guard as though he could take it out at any moment.
Elder Hui Xing looked at Su Zimo. "Desolate Martial, on account of the fact that you've established your Dao for all living beings, I'm not willing to alarm the Patriarch to kill you. However, you have to remember that you've inherited the legacy of Daming Monastery and Fahua Monastery, so you're also considered as half a disciple of the Buddhist monasteries!"
