Miners, whether shallow or deep, are buried in the ground. At first, they were soil and gravel. After years of washing and grinding, after tens of thousands of years, they just got rid of the mortal womb and became mines. However, it is difficult to see the sun and wait in the dark. , The deep realm. Immortals, walking on the wind and walking on the clouds, can travel hundreds of miles in an instant, escaping light like a rainbow; drawing amulets and harnessing weapons, leveling the green mountains with a sword, and killing living beings. The outstanding ones can even ascend in the daytime, and get the certificate of longevity. Legend. When I was a child, I used to climb up to the roof alone at night, looking forward to seeing the light of the cultivators passing through the night sky. Every time I saw it, I was always excited for a long time, thinking that one day I would be like them . Later, life had to be closely bound up with the seemingly disgraceful thing of mining, and I couldn't help wondering whether I could dig out a path that belonged to me between this mine and this fairy. Come your own way.