Another difficulty in stitching fate is precision. Because the warp and weft of fate are not fixed, in fact, they flow like water at all times, disturbing like a mess, and blurring like vibrating strings.

It is not easy to catch their tracks, they need to be supported by extremely strong divine thoughts, and indiscriminate operation will only lead to huge trouble. Even the Xiyi Sect didn't have such great ability at the beginning, and they would seal specific people for many years before they manipulated the warp and weft of fate.

Because the less contact a person has with the world, the less cause and effect there will be, the purer his fate will be, and the more sparse the warp and weft of his destiny will be. At that time, the difficulty of the life knitting needle will be greatly reduced.

This process is called fading coherence.

Sun Xiang doesn't have so much time now to reduce the relevance of Guan Jie's sister and brother to the fate of the world. Xiaojie is even at a point of fate, in other words, he will be a man of the hour in the future.

Sun Xiang can only rely on his own unique mental method, and the high-speed and twisting strings of fate are restored layer by layer by divine thoughts in his spiritual platform, and they are dissociated into independent trajectories one by one.

At a certain moment, the life-knitting needle on his fingertips passed through the moment when the two wefts intertwined. A spider-silk silver thread straightened along the trail of the needle's tail.

In Guan Yuan's web of fate, a broken weft is connected to Guan Jie's fate. The first shot, success!

But at the same time, Guan Jie, who was lying on the ground, had a darker face.

The Lifeweaver can weave destiny, but it doesn't come without a price. There is only one type of thread used for this needle, and that is the number of lives of a living person. Guan Jie was willing to die for his sister, so Sun Xiang used his life to reconnect Guan Yuan. Guan Jie's life will be transferred to Guan Yuan through the life weaving needle, which is one life for another.

It is fair and reasonable, so it is possible to circumvent the rules of life and death of the Heavenly Dao.

The second injection was successful again, but at this time, a little sweat was oozing from Sun Xiang's forehead. He opened his mind to the maximum, so that he could catch up with the changing trajectory of the strings of fate. The consumption was so great that it had made him dizzy.

Sun Xiang stopped weaving the needle, rested for a while, and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with one hand. However, it was this moment of relaxation, and a free warp and weft thread vibrated too much, and it happened to touch the life-weaving needle in Sun Xiang's hand.

The life-weaving needle shone brightly, and the warp and weft thread suddenly contracted in reverse like an electric shock, and the nearby warp and weft net trembled. Sun Xiang shouted that it was not good, and hurriedly returned to avoid it. When weaving fate, the life-weaving needle itself must not touch the warp and weft threads, otherwise it will ......

Xiaoyue, I can only trust you. Sun Xiang thought to himself, and then continued to concentrate on the next stitch.

Yu Xiaoyue stood guard at the door, on high alert. Sun Xiang had never asked her to protect the Dharma so seriously, and Xiaoyue knew that what she had to deal with this time was definitely not an ordinary enemy.

However, what kind of enemy he was, he did not make clear. It stands to reason that there should be no enemy in this place that two people can't fight. Even if Sun Xiang is doing it now, Yu Xiaoyue is not in his heyday. But unless Lu Long, the president of the New World Society, himself appeared, the other city lords and elders really didn't pay attention to it. Valkyrie-sama is not in vain.

But since Sun Xiang told her to be on guard, then she would cheer up her spirit. Yu Xiaoyue is lively and active in nature, with hundreds of thoughts per second, but she has always liked to protect others. Even in her powerless girlhood, she uses her wits to protect others. When there is a goal to protect, she is always full of faith.

This is probably the reason why the exercises of the Tenshu Sect are particularly suitable for her.

Yu Xiaoyue's spirit was loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and her eyes were half-narrowed. At one point, she felt the world tremble. Immediately after, a very strange feeling descended on the passage in front of him.

Here it is, she thought to herself.

In front of her, dense vertical and horizontal lines stretched out from the void, twisting and twisting, and finally forming a huge white cocoon.

This reminds Xiaoyue of the silkworm babies she raised in elementary school.

A moth must have popped out of it, and she drew her sword to block it in front of her, guarding against the attack of an unknown enemy.

Instead of breaking and burrowing a moth, the cocoon twisted and wriggled, and finally stood up on its limbs. This is actually a person, but because he is tightly wrapped in silk strings, he can't see his facial features, nose and mouth, but he looks a little mummy.

The man turned his head to look around, and his movements did not show the stiffness of the mummy. He saw Yu Xiaoyue, who was calm and vigilant, and opened his mouth to drive away: "It's not you, get out of the way." ”

Strange voice, ethereal with the sound of an electromagnetic explosion. Xiaoyue frowned, and found that things were not simple. This feeling of knowing that you can't beat it when you hear the sound is really bad.

Of course, it was impossible to escape, and her mind was racing. Sun Xiang obviously knew that an enemy would appear, but it was impossible for him to put himself up against an invincible enemy. It seems to be a fierce rival in front of him, but there should be some weakness that he doesn't know.

Since we can communicate, let's talk about it first, maybe we can get some information.

Judging from Yu Xiaoyue's attitude, she was very jealous of this strange enemy. Because generally speaking, she likes to be direct and reckless, and she will definitely not be tempted first.

"Who are you!" Yu Xiaoyue pretended to be innocent, "Are you a bad person?"

"Forehead ......"

The visitor was stunned for a moment.

He has existed for countless years, and the humans who can meet him naturally know where he came from. He had never seen such a stupid girl since ancient times. Bad guys or something...... Can he describe it as good or bad?

"My name is a man in a cocoon, neither good nor evil, but a watchman of fate. The comer replied sincerely, "The people behind you are interfering with fate, this is not allowed, please get out of the way." ”

The people in the cocoon are similar to the forgotten dragons and are part of the rules of the Heavenly Dao. He guards the web of fate, and if a cultivator interferes with fate itself, he will appear and eliminate the threat.

The life-weaving needle in Sun Xiang's hand had just accidentally touched the warp and weft of fate, and the vibration caused by it attracted the people in the cocoon.

Of course, this is just an insignificant doppelganger of the person in the cocoon. Because Sun Xiang's behavior is at most a petty fight, the ontology of the person in the cocoon is not qualified at all.

"Destiny Watcher? Yu Xiaoyue asked in the same sincere tone, "Can you let me see what you look like, if you are more handsome than Lord Sun Xiang, I will let you pass." ”

Man in the Cocoon: "...... Let's go!"

After speaking, he didn't waste any more time, and accelerated towards Yu Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue would be polite to him, swinging her sword and slashing down. She specializes in guarding, but she is also quite good at swordsmanship. This sword had a faint cyan sword gang, and its speed was extremely fast, and the angle was erratic. Idle cultivators, in the face of this sword, have only the choice of closing their eyes and waiting for death.

And the person in the cocoon just sneered, and bumped directly into it without dodging or dodging.

Xiaoyue's sword was decisive in killing, but her eyes were clear. There must be demons when things are unusual, and those who come will not dodge or hide, and there must be unknown means. Therefore, when the Chonglou Sword was about to cut off the head of the person in the cocoon, Xiaoyue changed his move.

Jian Feng grazed the neck of the person in the cocoon and left, and the touch of that moment made Xiaoyue suspect that he had slashed into the air. She returned to the front of her body with her sword in hand, staring cautiously at the man in the cocoon.

It wasn't until this time that Xiaoyue noticed a slight chill in her neck. She reached out and touched it, but there was a little blood. The location is exactly where the heavy building sword has just grazed the neck of the person in the cocoon.

This person actually reflected his own attack!