This is a mysterious oriental city with an exotic style in John's eyes, but somewhat similar to Middle-earth cities.
Although muddy land and debris are inevitable, Nepali people are still relatively hardworking, making the city look chaotic and orderly overall.
Many streets, alleys, squares and temples that have built stone roads are clean like the cityscape of the 21st world, especially the temples and squares outside the temples. People will spontaneously maintain the environment here, and some believers will carry small ones with them.
If you encounter dirty places like buckets, rags and brooms, you will quickly wipe them and clean them.
Some monks wearing yellow or orange-red monk robes have become a beautiful landscape in this foreign city with a rural atmosphere.
These monks usually wear simple clothes, some of them are barefoot and have no shoes. People who come and go respect the monks, and monks will not make money by telling fortunes or other things. On the contrary, they will also have difficulties with others.
Make the best of your ability to help.
John felt that this was because, as a traditional Buddhist country, people here basically believed in Buddhism and did not lack worship of temples.
Unlike the scenes around the world that I saw in the previous life, I saw many scenes on TV and the Internet. Although the Hutchis Expedition has been to many places, I have never been to a country with a unique style, so they all observe with novel eyes.
and appreciate the city's surroundings.
While riding on a carriage to browse the city scenery, John focused on a pendant in his hand.
This pendant was the token given to him by Master Jingyi before to enter the wizard holy land.
From entering Kathmandu city, John sensitively discovered that the pendant began to emit a subtle fluctuation to the outside world.
This fluctuation is harmless to the human body and is difficult to receive signals that most existing organisms can.
Understand that this was a signal to send messages to the mages, John did not block it. Shortly after he checked in at a foreign-run hotel in Kathmandu, someone rang the room.
The members of the Hutchis team who were with him quickly stood up alertly and came to the door to ask:
"Who is outside?"
Because they had just arrived in Kathmandu, no one should come to visit. If it was hotel room service, they would also indicate their identity after knocking on the door.
John had already sensed the existence of the coming man, and called out Hutchis and said:
"Don't be nervous, open the door. I think I should know who is coming."
As he said that, as the master, he also stood up and went to meet the door.
Hutchis obeyed the order and opened the door, and saw a man wearing a cotton cloak but wearing a simple dress and some exquisite patterns in the details.
Although the other party used a hood to cover his face, judging from his figure and breath, it can be confirmed that this is a man.
John and the others were either powerful people who perceived extraordinary things or were good at observing knowledgeable explorers, so they could naturally easily distinguish the other person's gender.
Moreover, due to the gap in power of John's powerful spiritual vision and strength, he could clearly sense that the other party should be a formal and extraordinary bronze-level spellcaster.
"Mr. Master, I think you should be from the Master Holy Land, please come in..."
The man in the room was not surprised at all about his arrival. The man in the cloak was actually a little surprised.
However, when I thought of the information mentioned by Master Jingyi after he came back, this person was also a powerful extraordinary person, so I knew it in my heart.
The group entered the guest room and took a seat. The man in the cloak put down his hood, but he was about twenty-seven or eight years old and looked more serious. He looked a bit similar to the face in the northwest of Middle Earth, but his skin was better than that of
Middle-earth is deeper and has some characteristics of Southeast Asians.
I saw him say straight to the point:
"I am Han Feng from Shangri-La. I guess you are Mr. John? Welcome to Kathmandu. If there is nothing else, it is convenient, I can send you to the Holy Land of the Mage now."
Han Feng spoke Chinese with a local accent, but it sounded like John was the kind of accent that could communicate normally after learning Chinese, but it was inevitable that people would feel a bit strange.
John had seen this situation in his previous life. Some Chinese foreigners who came to China usually had this characteristic, which shows that the young mage in front of him should not have grown up in the traditional Middle-earth family environment.
"Of course, I have been aware of the holy land of the wizard for a long time."
John made a gesture of asking.
Han Feng was also a little curious about how John, a foreigner-like mandarin, who could speak more authentic Middle-earth mandarin than him, but now is not the time to talk about this.
Han Feng nodded, waved his hands with all his attention, and drew a circle on his chest. Golden sparks bloomed in his palms, and a portal with a aperture-like appearance appeared in the living room of the suite.
Looking at Han Feng who casts the aperture, he seems to be a little struggling, John knows that the young mage's magical attainments should be far from comparable to that of the mage Jingyi. He is probably the junior mage over there.
After giving a few instructions to his subordinates, John followed Han Feng into the portal with curiosity.
After crossing the aperture, John looked up and saw the scene in front of him. Even though he had been a human being for two lifetimes, he would be shocked and amazed.
Behind the aperture is a square about half a football field, and the whole is paved with stone slabs. The key is not how majestic the square is built, but the square is built at the top of a mountain with nearly flat tops, surrounded by white clouds.
It is covered with sun above my head, as if it is within reach, as if it is in a fairyland.
There are many hanging stone bridges around the square connecting the surrounding mountains. The peaks have their own buildings. The scene within the entire field of view seems to John like the fairyland of Shushan Penglai Fairy Island in the game.
Before John could enjoy all the views of the mountains, a portal appeared in front of him again, and a portal appeared out of nowhere. From the aperture, a dressed in the same style as the Han Feng beside him, but the colors were different. He was wearing a moon-white robe in his cloak, and the patterns were more exquisite.
Young woman.
"Fellow Daoist John, welcome to the wizard's holy land, the cave of the sun and moon..."
John hurriedly stepped forward to meet the only familiar Master Jingyi.
Jingyi mentioned some of the names of the saint land of the wizard before. This place is called "Shangri-La" by the locals, and the mysterious world in the West calls it "The Axis of the World", and the saint master named it "Sun and Moon Cave Heaven"
.
Shangri-La, in the language of the local people, means "the sun and the moon in the heart",
Of course John knew that this "Shangri-La" and the small county town belonging to Caiyun Province in reality were not the same place. In this era, that small county town might not have been born yet. It should be just a small small in the hinterland of the mountains at the junction of the three provinces.
A paradise.
Shangri-La was famous in the last life because of a famous British novel in the 1930s. It was not until 1996 that it was determined to be the name of Shangri-La County.
The real Shangri-La belongs to the legendary world axis in the extraordinary world, and is an unknown secret realm. It is said that it hides the most core secrets of the world and the opportunity for immortality.