Ye Chen holds the sword in his hand and is extremely excited. There is a spirit in this sword, which is also a top-grade thing in mortal things. Although it may not be able to cut the big demon, it should be more than enough to deal with the general small demon.

He felt the will from the sword. After leaving the arsenal, it was not as strong as before, but every time the Dragon sounded, ye Chen couldn't help trembling.

After all, he still belongs to the mortal body. The spirit in the sword still has some influence on him. He can't fully control the sword now.

Wei Zheng seems to see ye Chen's dilemma. He is a character who once killed the Dragon King in his dream. In essence, he is much better than ye Chen.

So he saw at a glance that ye Chen could not give full play to the power of the sword, and he also found that the hostility in the sword was extremely heavy in his research on the sword just now.

"If general ye needs it, he can ask Master Xuanzang to see if master Xuanzang has any way to suppress the hostility and killing intention in this sword. If he can suppress its hostility, this sword will be invincible."

"That's a good idea." Ye Chen nodded, "maybe the breath of Buddhism can affect the spirit of the sword."

The two chatted again. After that, Wei Zheng took Ye Chen out of the arsenal. He didn't take ye Chen into the Taiji palace anymore, because ye Chen is wearing a sword and shouldn't meet the emperor alone.

Wei Zheng took Ye Chen out of the palace and found a residence for ye Chen outside the imperial city. He ordered Ye Chen to wait here. When master Xuanzang decided to go west, ye Chen could enter the palace.

Ye Chen naturally has no opinion. If Wei Zheng doesn't arrange this place for him, he may have to live on the streets again. Now he has food and housing, he naturally has nothing to worry about.

One day later, when ye Chen was resting in the inn, master Xuanzang suddenly came to visit. He heard about the sword in Ye Chen's hand, so he came to solve his troubles for ye Chen.

Master Xuanzang was also surprised when he took the sword in his hand. "Amitabha, this sword is not special. It seems that a soul has been born, and the soul seems to be struggling to get rid of the shackles of this sword."

Ye Chen can only nod again and again. He doesn't know much about these, so he can only watch Xuanzang surpass the soul in this sword, so that ye Chen can control it.

Master Xuanzang read the Scriptures in the inn all morning. At first, ye Chen could sit quietly on the stool and watch Xuanzang chant the Scriptures, but later, he couldn't sit still and began to walk around the room.

Xuanzang was not disturbed by Ye Chen. He concentrated on chanting scriptures and finally returned the sword to Ye Chen after a morning.

"Amitabha, benefactor ye, the soul of this sword has been appeased. Its power should not be weakened. This is the best that I can do."

"Thank you, mage." Ye Chen folded his hands, bowed slightly, and then took the sword back. Sure enough, ye Chen didn't hear the Dragon chant this time, and the hostility and killing intention in the sword were weakened a lot.

"I admire the master for his profound cultivation." Ye Chen said, bowing again to show his respect for Xuanzang, "but the sword has lost its soul and seems to have lost its ability. Now I think it's still a little reluctant."

"No." Xuanzang shook his head. "The soul in the sword has not dissipated, but is dormant temporarily. I think the spirit in the sword will naturally help when donor Ye is in danger in the future."

"If so, that would be great." Ye Chen happily looked at the sword in his hand. He finally had a trace of comfort in his heart