Las Vegas is the largest city in the country. It is famous for its huge tourism, shopping, and vacation industries centered on the gambling industry. Nine of the ten largest resort hotels in the world are here.
It is one of the world's most famous resort destinations, and is known as the "Entertainment Capital of the World" and the "Wedding Capital".
In fact, Las Vegas receives nearly 40 million tourists from all over the world every year, and only a small part of them come for gambling purposes. Most of them come here for the food and resorts.
Zhou Yang had never flown before, so he found the safe passage under the guidance of the staff at the airport lobby.
When he arrived at the Las Vegas International Airport, it was just dawn. Seeing all the foreigners passing by with yellow hair and white skin, Zhou Yang sighed.
Soon, Zhou Yang saw a black Land Rover coming to pick him up. Two yellow-skinned men in black suits were standing beside the car with serious faces, waiting for Zhou Yang.
After getting in the car, Zhou Yang said nothing and rested for a while with his eyes closed.
An hour later, Zhou Yang woke up slowly and saw that the surrounding scenery had all turned into some Shira trees. At a glance, it seemed that there was a layer of gray-white sand outside.
After another half an hour, the car stopped at the door of a three-story villa, and you could vaguely see two small houses ahead.
One of the men got off the car and walked in directly with Zhou Yang.
The decoration inside the villa was very simple, and there wasn't even a TV in the lobby. Zhou Yang saw two figures busy in the kitchen.
When we reached the second floor, a man in a suit stood in front of a wooden door and said, "Mr. Qiao is inside, please come in!"
After saying thank you, Zhou Yang opened the door and walked in.
The wall paint in the room is very white, facing the sun, and the room is bright. Mr. Qiao is lying on the bed in the middle, looking pale at Zhou Yang who comes in.
Seeing Mr. Qiao's appearance, Zhou Yang shouted and rushed to the bedside: "Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you like this?"
"Ahem!" Mr. Qiao coughed and sat up on the edge of the bed.
At this time, Qiao Yunjia no longer had the majestic aura he had before, and looked like the sick old man next door, looking shaky.
"Isn't Master still dead? Why are you so anxious? Come here, stretch out your left hand and let Master see it!" Mr. Qiao's eyes widened, and his tone was much better than on the phone. Maybe it was because he had seen him.
It’s time for your disciple to come!
Mr. Qiao's rough fingers gently touched Zhou Yang's pulse. He closed his eyes and meditated for a while, then opened his eyes and said, "Boy, you didn't lose your virginity while you were away from me, right?"
Zhou Yang shook his head and said: "Absolutely not, Master, what's wrong?"
Mr. Qiao frowned and said, "Nothing, you go take a shower first! Then come to my room, I have something for you!"
The man outside took Zhou Yang into another room. Zhou Yang took a shower and changed his clothes, and then went to Mr. Qiao's room.
Walking into the door, I saw Mr. Qiao already standing in front of the bed with his hands behind his hands. He was still looking very imposing in a black Tang suit. Unfortunately, the old man's face was very ugly and there was no trace of blood.
Zhou Yang's heart moved, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.
Seeing Zhou Yang, Mr. Qiao showed a kind smile on his face and took out a green dagger from under the quilt beside him.
"Zhou Yang, my time as a master is numbered. It is the Qingyang Sect's most important treasure, the Qingming Sword. I will hand it over to you today!"
"No, Master, nothing will happen to you. I can't have this sword!" Zhou Yang shook his head quickly and looked at Mr. Qiao worriedly.
I saw Mr. Qiao's expression change, and he looked at Zhou Yang seriously: "This is the teacher's order, do you want to be unkind and unjust? Take it if you want, you have lived enough as a teacher!"
Seeing that Mr. Qiao's body was trembling slightly, Zhou Yang was worried that his body couldn't bear it, so he nodded and stepped forward to take the Qingming sword.
Seeing Zhou Yang put away the sword, Mr. Qiao laughed again and lay down on the bed again. He closed his eyes as if he was reminiscing and said: "You also have a senior brother named Wang Zhong. How many years ago?"
Because he was greedy for power, I expelled him from the school. Old Feng told me about your situation. My teacher never expected that your body was born with iron bones. No external force could help you get through Ren Duer.
It's all about your pulse, so how you go in the future is all in your own hands!"
"Master, what is a natural iron bone?" Zhou Yang asked with a frown.
"It is said that people born with strong bones are rare in a hundred years, and many of them died in childhood, but those who grew up are all great figures who will be famous or infamy for thousands of years. King Yingzheng of Qin, ancestors of Zhuge, general Yue Fei,
As for Mr. Jiang recently, they are all born with strong bones. Nothing can be done without external force. Whether it is good or bad is all in your own control!" Qiao Yunjia opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Yang with a smile, his eyes filled with emotion.
It's a proud look.
"Master, the blood poison in my body..."
"It doesn't matter. The blood poison in your body has stabilized now. As long as you open up the Ren and Du meridian, everything will be fine!"
Being able to take on a once-in-a-hundred-year-old disciple with strong bones is really enough in this life!
After lunch, Mr. Qiao asked two men in suits to accompany Zhou Yang for a walk, but they were rejected by Zhou Yang. He sat on the bed and looked at the Qingming Sword in his hand. When he thought of his master's eyes that were about to die, he felt something in his heart.
There was a burst of sadness.
"No, we must find a way to save Master!" Zhou Yang said harshly, then took out his cell phone and dialed Feng Liangqing's number.
It's still late at night in the country and people are sleeping soundly, but when he thinks of his master's life, Zhou Yang doesn't care about anything.
Feng Liangqing's hoarse voice came over the phone: "Zhou Yang, when is this?"
"Principal, my master was seriously injured. He said he was going to die. Do you know if there is any way to help my master get better quickly?" Zhou Yang knew that Feng Liangqing was similar to his master and must know a lot of things.
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a few seconds, and then he suddenly said in surprise: "What? Your master is going to die? Wait, I'll make a call first!"
Zhou Yang waited for a few minutes. His cell phone buzzed and vibrated. He put it to his ear and heard Feng Liangqing's deep voice: "Zhou Yang, listen to me first. Your master's injury is very serious this time. Even the country can't do anything about it."
It can be cured. It can be said that the hope is very slim!"
"No, principal, you must know how to save my master!" Zhou Yang interrupted Feng Liangqing directly. He almost didn't believe this fact.
There was silence on the phone for a while, and then he suddenly said: "Xuelian, your master was severely injured by a Chunyang warrior. Only a thousand-year-old snow lotus can save your master, but as far as I know, snow lotuses of this age are almost extinct."
Zhou Yang put down the phone, walked out of the villa with a depressed expression, asked the man at the door for the car keys, and drove out of the villa alone.
The man in a suit quickly ran to Mr. Qiao's room, saluted and said, "Mr. Qiao, your apprentice drove away, should we follow him?"
After hearing this, Mr. Qiao waved his hands and said: "No, my apprentice will not mess around. If you can't bear this blow, you are not worthy of being my Qiao Yunjia's apprentice. By the way, after my apprentice stays here for a few days,
Let’s just go back to China, I don’t want to die in a foreign land!”
The man in the suit was stunned, looked at Qiao Yunjia with admiring eyes, saluted with a military salute, and then walked out of the room.
After the man in a suit left the room, a short figure suddenly appeared at the door and said respectfully: "Captain, what are your orders?"
Mr. Qiao looked out the window and said calmly: "Langjiu, go help my disciple win some money for his air ticket!"
The performance of Land Rover cars is world-famous, whether it is the engine or the underlying hardware. The car roared and rushed towards the downtown area of the casino.
It's still daytime, and there are still many pedestrians coming and going on the street. At night, it will be even more lively.
Zhou Yang was driving aimlessly on the street. Suddenly, an inconspicuous small store caught Zhou Yang's attention. The signboard above said a century-old store: Tonghongtang
The car parked in front, and Zhou Yang got off the car and walked directly into the store. Behind the counter was a skinny old man with gray hair on his temples, wearing a pair of reading glasses who didn't know what he was looking at.
Seeing the guests coming in, the old man raised his head and said in fluent English with a smile: "Sir, what do you need?"
Zhou Yang was admitted to the famous Nanyang University, and his English is naturally not that bad, but he still spoke in Chinese: "Old man, I want to ask you something. Have you heard of the Millennium Snow Lotus?"
The old man behind the counter immediately changed his expression, looked at Zhou Yang with a scrutinizing eye for a while, and then said: "Young man, why do you ask this? Old man, I have been in this business for more than 30 years, and I have never heard of it.
Whoever has a thousand-year-old snow lotus in their hands, this is a marketable and priceless treasure!"
Zhou Yang nodded, and the two chatted for a few more words before returning to the car.
Frustrated and angry, Zhou Yang unknowingly walked around the casino until dark. After casually finding a Chinese restaurant to eat something, Zhou Yang thought to himself: We are already in the casino anyway. If we don’t go and gamble, our trip would be in vain.
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Randomly entering a casino, Zhou Yang walked in and was quickly fascinated by the tricks inside. The hall inside was bustling with people, and people of various skin colors and costumes were coming and going. Some looked surprised, and some looked surprised.
They were crying and looking like their parents had died. Zhou Yang knew that there were many people here who had become rich overnight and those who had lost all their underwear overnight.
After entering the door, Zhou Yangjian saw many games that Zhou Yangjian had never seen before, but at the very end, he saw two slightly familiar gambling methods: Golden Flower and Texas Hold'em.
Just when Zhou Yang was looking excited, a crisp voice sounded in Zhou Yang's ears: "Good evening, sir, do you need to exchange chips?"
Next to him, a bunny girl in sexy clothes was looking at Zhou Yang with sparkling eyes and a smile. The girl also held a small plate in her hand with four kinds of chips: white, blue, red and black.
Zhou Yang said in not very fluent English: "Beauty, how many chips can be exchanged for half a million yuan?" Zhou Yang is a beginner in this industry, he knows everything but knows nothing!
Upon hearing what Zhou Yang said, the beauty immediately smiled and said in fluent words: "Sir, half a million yuan can be exchanged for five black chips, fifty red chips, and five hundred blue chips..."
"Wait a minute, I understand. Hey, you speak Chinese very fluently!" Zhou Yang said in surprise.
"Sir, Chinese people are the largest consumer group in our casino. Every waiter here must be able to speak, otherwise he will lose his job!"