We left Deurali and embarked on a long hiking journey. The three and a half hour journey seems to have crossed time and space, leading us towards the mysterious MBC.

As the valley deepens, it becomes increasingly open and the sky becomes bluer. The sunlight shines on the snow capped mountains, reflecting a dazzling light as if the entire world has been illuminated. Every step is accompanied by natural breathing, as if we are integrated with this land.

When we finally cross the MBC and look back, the towering mountain peak stands like a brave warrior in battle armor amidst the ice and snow. The mountain peaks rise high into the clouds, majestic and solemn, making people involuntarily respect them.

In this magnificent scenery, we feel our own insignificance and insignificance, as well as the greatness and immortality of life. Although this journey is full of hardships and challenges, it is also a spiritual baptism and sublimation.