C3449 Competing in the Dharmic Base

Qin Xuan looked at the Buddhist cultivator in front of him. He was middle-aged and wore a white kasaya, with a gentle expression on his face. He was a middle-level Heavenly Monarch.

"Master, do you know what kind of dharma is hidden in this Buddhist altar?" Qin Xuan asked. Judging from the other party's words just now, he seemed to know something about it. If he didn't want the Buddhist Dharma