Yang Haoran could not feel any fluctuations of true energy from the old patriarch's body, but the old patriarch's vitality and blood were indeed unusually strong.
With the old patriarch's strong energy and blood, his strength is definitely not inferior to Grandmaster Huajin.
It seems that what the old patriarch said is right. Panlong Village also has its own cultivation method, but it is different from Taoist cultivation of Qi. The practitioners in Panlong Village practice the lineage of the witch god, which focuses on strengthening the Qi, blood and body.
The old patriarch's straight-to-the-point question made it difficult for Yang Haoran to hide it.
So he stood up and bowed deeply to the old patriarch very solemnly.
"To be honest, I came to Panlong Village this time to ask for something from you. I don't want it for nothing. You can make conditions, but I won't be stingy with what you can give me."
The old patriarch's expression remained unchanged, and he paused for a moment before slowly asking: "What are you looking for?"
Yang Haoran took out one of the five ghost tokens he brought and spread it out in the palm of his hand.
"It's this thing. I think the old patriarch should be familiar with it."
Seeing the Five Ghost Token in Yang Haoran's hand, the old patriarch moved slightly and bowed.
"Where did your token come from?"
Yang Haoran looked serious: "Since I came here with a request, I naturally won't hide anything.
This token originally belonged to my Taoist sect. There were originally five pieces in total, but they were scattered around the world two hundred years ago.
My master left a last word before he died, asking me to collect five tokens, so my ruthless request this time is also for my master's last wish, and I hope the old patriarch can fulfill it."
Yang Haoran was very sincere. No matter where the Five Ghost Tokens from Panlong Village came from, they are now theirs.
If you want to take away someone's things, you have to be polite.
The old patriarch frowned, then shook his head and gave a wry smile.
"My little fellow Taoist, I'll tell you the truth. You came late. If it had been three years ago and the old clan leader was still here, this thing wouldn't have had much relevance to Panlong Village, so giving it to you wouldn't be a hindrance.
But now, I can only say sorry for making your trip in vain."
Yang Haoran looked eager: "Clan leader, I will never ask for your things in vain. I can exchange them with conditions."
The old patriarch waved his hand and interrupted Yang Haoran's words.
"Don't get me wrong. It's not that I deliberately made things difficult for you. It's just that this thing is no longer in Panlong Village. Even if I wanted to give it to you, I would be powerless."
Yang Haoran was shocked and blurted out: "Did someone take this thing away before me?"
The old patriarch shook his head with a serious look on his face.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you talk about it or not. Just sit down and listen to me tell you."
Yang Haoran had no choice but to sit back in his seat and look at the old patriarch.
"I took over as the clan leader three years ago. Everyone in the clan thought that the old clan leader had died, but in fact it was an accident.
The old clan leader took the token and went to Majiahu to look for the temple. Before leaving, he had already told me about his funeral arrangements. If he didn't return in half a month, I would take over the position of clan leader.
The old patriarch has not returned for more than three years, and the situation is already in danger. The token has also been lost with the old patriarch, and trying to find it is like looking for a needle in a haystack!"
Yang Haoran's heart sank, this would be really troublesome.
It's not easy to find a living person in these high mountains, let alone a small object?
However, regarding the last words left by his master, Yang Haoran would never give up, so it seemed that he could only take a trip to Majia Lake.k
But before going to Majiahu, Yang Haoran had one more thing to do.
Yang Haoran sighed: "Thank you clan leader for informing me, but as it relates to my mentor's last wish, I can only try my luck.
Another two people I want to ask you about are Ma Tingyou and Gao Xinpei, do you know them?"
Ma Tingyou and Gao Xinpei are also over fifty years old, and should be about the same age as the old patriarch. If the two people are really from Panlong Village, the old patriarch must know each other.
Who would have thought that after hearing the names of these two people, the old patriarch who had always been calm suddenly stood up and burst out with strong murderous intent.
"Are you talking about the two traitors who escaped from Panlong Village more than thirty years ago? Where are they now? Are they practicing an evil Kung Fu?"
"Clan leader, please don't get excited. The two of them indeed claim to be from Panlong Village, but their Ma Tingyou is dead and Gao Xinpei's kung fu has been abolished. He is just an ordinary person now."
The old patriarch looked serious: "Can you describe the two of them in detail?"
Yang Haoran nodded and told everything he knew about the two of them. As time passed, he found that the old patriarch's face was getting more and more ugly, and he was even trembling with anger.
"That's right, it's those two beasts!"
After learning that Yang Haoran was responsible for both of their deaths, the old patriarch bowed deeply to Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran quickly supported the old patriarch: "What are you doing?"
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for helping us get rid of these two traitors in Panlong Village. I want to thank you on behalf of my tribe."
"To hear you tell me, did these two people do something outrageous in Panlong Village?"
The old patriarch stamped his foot on the ground with an angry expression.
"More than thirty years ago, two people learned an evil Kung Fu from nowhere and brutally murdered five tribesmen.
After the Dongchuang Incident happened, the two people escaped from Panlong Village to avoid punishment.
Due to the clan rules, we cannot leave our ancestral land, so we can only let the two of them get away with it. Now that the network is restored, our little Taoist friend has done us a great favor in Panlong Village."
Yang Haoran suddenly realized that there was such a past event, and it seemed that Ma Ting's death was not unjust.
"Patriarch, in addition to looking for the token, I have another thing to do here. Do you know where Ma Tingyou and Gao Xinpei obtained their evil skills?"
The old patriarch's expression changed, as if he had thought of something terrifying.
After a moment of pause, he shook his head and said: "If we knew, it would have been destroyed by us long ago, but for so many years, there has been no discovery.
I think that place should be near Majia Lake, and even has some connection with the Temple of the Witch God.
Do you know what kind of kung fu these two have learned?"
Yang Haoran was slightly startled, not understanding what the old patriarch was referring to.
The old patriarch had already pointed at the ferocious evil ghost stepping on the foot of the Witch God statue.
"The kung fu learned by those two people should be the inheritance of the evil ghosts at the feet of Master Wu Shen, and they are the life and death enemies of our Panlong Village!
So if you little Taoist friend wants to find the whereabouts of that evil spirit, we at Panlong Village are willing to help you. We must not let that evil spirit run rampant under the feet of the Witch God!"
Yang Haoran's eyes lit up. In these high mountains, it would be extremely difficult for him as an outsider to find a place.
It would be great if you have a local guide to lead the way.
So he raised his fist towards the old patriarch and said, "Then I'll thank the old patriarch first."