Reborn as a tree

Chapter 262 The Price of Eternal Life

After making up his mind, He Jiu carved a series of magic runes on the ground.

After half a day, he finished the final outline of the magic circle.

A vague spatial fluctuation covered these undead warriors little by little.

With the help of the magic circle, He Jiu relaxed a lot. After a flash of light, the undead warriors covered by the magic circle disappeared in place.

After He Jiu calmed down the fluctuation of his spiritual consciousness a little, he also followed Su Hezi's thread of belief into the world of the undead.

Since there was no accurate positioning this time, Su Hezi and the others did not appear in the mine, but were teleported outside the dilapidated undead city.

Under Su Hezi's command, nearly a thousand undead warriors soon came and entered this dilapidated undead city.

There are still countless undead warriors killing each other in the city.

The arrival of Su Hezi, a large group of skeleton warriors, immediately caused confusion.

A large number of undead warriors were attracted.

He Jiu hurriedly let the two black warriors open the way ahead, and at the same time asked Su Hezi to use magic to assist the group of skeleton warriors to move forward quickly.

However, even with the black samurai opening the way, a large number of undead warriors were still pulled out of the team.

He Jiu had expected this situation.

He didn't ask Su Hezi to rescue those straggling undead warriors, but let the other undead warriors pass quickly while they were entangled with their opponents.

Even so, when they went all the way into the undead mine, the number of undead warriors enslaved by Su Hezi was reduced by nearly half.

However, after entering the undead mine, it does not mean that it is safe.

Hundreds of weak undead warriors meandered forward in the mine. Whenever they encountered a fork in the road, they would always be smashed by the undead warriors wandering there.

Fortunately, He Jiu had already checked the terrain in advance, and directed Su Hezi's team to the designated place quickly.

What He Jiu chose was an extremely spacious cave.

Its diameter is more than 30 feet, enough for hundreds of skeleton warriors to mine at the same time.

Moreover, there are not many undead warriors fighting here, and the strongest among them are only two black warriors.

Although the number of soul crystals contained here is not rich, He Jiu was able to find the most suitable cave for large-scale mining.

The group of undead warriors under Su Hezi swarmed up and quickly eliminated the other undead warriors.

Until now, the number of undead warriors under Su Hezi has been less than three hundred.

This number is just right for mining.

The undead warriors were tireless, and soon under the command of Su Hezi, they began to dig on the surrounding walls.

The movement of three hundred undead digging at the same time was too great, and the batches of undead were quickly attracted, making it difficult for the black warrior guarding the entrance of the cave to cope.

Seeing this, He Jiu simply asked Su Jiao to command these undead warriors to block all the surrounding holes with the excavated earth and rocks.

After doing all this, these undead warriors can finally mine safely.

The number of soul crystals contained in this fixed soul crystal mine far exceeded what He Jiu had expected before.

Almost every moment, these undead warriors can dig out a small pile of soul crystals.

And the undead warriors never tire. With their continuous digging, they dug out nearly a thousand soul crystals in just half a day.

Such efficiency made He Jiu feel elated.

Just three days later, nearly ten thousand low-grade soul crystals, nearly a hundred middle-grade soul crystals, and several high-grade soul crystals had piled up in He Jiu's already shriveled warehouse.

He Jiu, who had gained a lot, finally gave Mo Liang the 1000 yuan low-grade soul crystal directly.

When Mo Liang saw the huge pile of soul crystals that were almost as tall as himself, he froze.

He didn't expect that there were so many soul crystals that He Jiu was talking about.

With the support of 1000 yuan low-grade soul crystal, Mo Liang effortlessly sent his soul into the phylactery.

When the magic lines on Mo Liang's phylactery were lit up one by one, his old body decayed and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His originally long hair began to fall off the top of his head in strands due to the drying of the hair follicles.

The water in Mo Liang's skull was gradually evaporated, and his brain shrank a little.

Instead, there is a mass of soul fire that keeps jumping.

At this point, Mo Liang finally transformed himself into an immortal lich.

Mo Liang moved his withered arm, and picked up the fallen long hair in his hand, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

He finally gained eternal life, but at the cost of becoming an undead.

Although this was a change that he had expected countless times, when this moment came, Mo Liang found that he was not so calm.

Complicated emotions emerged from the bottom of my heart.

However, this wave of emotion quickly became weak, and then quickly left him, as if it was not his own emotion.

Only then did Mo Liang realize that his heart was also shrinking and rotting.

When his heart completely disappeared, he might never be able to experience this emotion again.

He quickly cast a spell and recorded this feeling.

After doing all this, Mo Liang has calmed down.

He didn't turn around and leave immediately, but dedicated his phylactery to He Jiu tactfully.

Although he has lost his emotions, his IQ is still there and he knows what he should do.

When He Jiu took Mo Liang's phylactery from him, his mood was also extremely complicated.

All the changes in Mo Liang just now did not escape He Jiu's perception.

He watched a living being transform himself into an immortal lich right in front of his eyes.

This feeling made him want to say something very much, but he couldn't say it for a while.

Just when he felt a little panicked, a faint rhythm emerged around him.

After He Jiu was slightly taken aback, he realized that the rhythm actually came from He Tianliang above his head.

At this moment, He Tianliang was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the tree stump, the cat's face was facing Mo Liang, but the cat's eyes were empty.

Obviously, He Tianliang fell into an epiphany.

It was not only He Jiu who was observing Mo Liang just now, but also He Tianliang.

He Tianliang was old in his previous life, so Mo Liang's change touched He Tianliang more and more deeply.

In the violent mood swings, He Tianliang's sentiments from the past few days finally became a series.

The sky is still blue, the air is still fresh, and everything around has not changed significantly.

But there is only an inexplicable rhythm emerging around, dancing around He Tianliang.

The first-grade demon pill in He Tianliang's body was spinning rapidly, faintly echoing the heaven and the earth.

In this state, He Jiu didn't dare to disturb him at all.

He stopped the movement of all the branches above his head, and even his breathing softened.

In the silence, He Jiu patiently waited for the end of He Tianliang's epiphany.

After a while, He Tianliang's pupils gradually gained focus.

It's just that he still didn't seem to come back to his senses, looking into the distance with a pair of cat eyes, muttering in his mouth: "Life is busy, and short and long are compared, but there is no such thing as prosperity and failure, and gains and losses are incalculable..."

(End of this chapter)