Wizard: I can extract identities

"Haha, in that case, I will call you Ximan, and you don't have to call me Master. I don't deserve this title. Just call me by my name!" Bell laughed heartily.

"This is the potion you want, a total of 22 bottles, all here, take a look." A large wooden box appeared in Bell's hand, and then he opened the wooden box, revealing rows of potions inside.

The silvery-white liquid flowed slightly in the test tube, as if it had life, emitting a strange and mysterious faint light.

"No problem, your craftsmanship will not disappoint!" Ximan took the wooden box, then nodded happily, and then Ximan covered the wooden box and put it into the storage bag.

Robert and Jackson saw this scene, and the envy in their eyes flashed, and then returned to their original appearance.

After putting away the wooden box, Ximan looked at Robert and Jackson and asked with a smile: "What kind of magic weapon are you going to make?"

"I want to make a magic wand." Jackson answered first: "But I don't have enough materials. I wonder if Sir Ximan can give me some time first. I still need some time to collect the remaining materials!"

"Okay, there is no problem with time. As long as you have collected all the materials, I will find time to help you refine it." Ximan agreed very readily.

"Mr. Ximan, I want you to help me refine a defensive magic weapon. The witchcraft engraved on the magic weapon should preferably be of wood attribute!" Robert also put forward his own requirements.

"Okay!" Ximan heard this, thought about it for a while, and a magic weapon that met the conditions appeared in his mind, and he said the materials needed.

Hearing the materials Ximan needed, Robert nodded: "I will get them together as soon as possible, please rest assured."

"Well." Ximan smiled: "Then I will leave first, and you can contact me if you have any questions."

"Sir Ximan, take care!" Robert and the other two stood up and prepared to see Ximan off.

Ximan said goodbye to Robert and the other two and left.

After Ximan left, Robert and the other two returned to the store and sat on the chairs. The smiles and excitement on their faces disappeared and they returned to calm.

Bell picked up the beans on the counter and took a sip, and said with a serious face: "What do you think?"

"This..." Jackson fell silent after hearing this, and then slowly spoke after a moment: "This Ximan is good, and he is also a magic weapon master. If he can join us, it will definitely be of great help to us."

"I have also investigated. He should be an outsider wizard who has just arrived in Wengsha. Don't worry that he is an undercover sent by those white wizards." Robert nodded and agreed.

"That's right. Although he tried his best to cover up his mental power fluctuations and mana fluctuations, how could he hide from my perception? He should be a wizard majoring in fire elements and dark elements." Bell nodded with satisfaction.

"And I can still smell the smell of blood on him. Many wizards have died at his hands. In a sense, he is more like a black wizard, and he may be less repulsive to us." Bell added.

"Then what should we do next? Should we invite him to join us?" Jackson asked.

"Don't worry, just observe him for a while!" Robert said in a deep voice: "If you are sure that he is really okay, then I will invite him in person."

"Well, that's the best!" Bell and Jackson nodded at the same time.

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After leaving the pharmacy, Ximan went straight back to his home.

When he walked to the door of the villa, he suddenly paused. At the door of the next villa not far from him, an old man in a gray robe, with his hands in his pockets, turned his back to him, looking at the flowers and plants in the corner.

A few minutes later, a beautiful girl in a white dress and brown-red short curly hair walked out of the villa and walked to the old man.

The girl's face was very beautiful, with flawless white skin, bright red lips, graceful figure, gentle and moving temperament, and a soft temperament, like a blooming rose.

She walked to the old man, stretched out her hand to hold the old man's arm, and the two walked away together.

During this time, the old man also saw Ximan, smiled and nodded to Ximan, as a greeting.

Ximan also nodded to the old man.

Watching the two people gradually walk away, Ximan took a deep breath, then walked towards his villa.

After entering the villa, Ximan went directly to the bedroom, locked the doors and windows, then sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

After meditating for about an hour, Ximan suddenly opened his eyes, then took out the wooden box containing the Moonlight Potion from the storage bag and opened it.

Ximan looked at the rows of Moonlight Potion in the wooden box, and his face showed anticipation. He gently stroked the Moonlight Potion in the wooden box, then raised his head and swallowed a bottle of potion.

The Moonlight Potion slid down his throat, and a hint of icy coldness appeared in Ximan's body, and then quickly spread to all parts of his body. A cool and comfortable feeling surged through his body, making him squint comfortably.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ximan hurriedly started practicing meditation, entered a state of deep meditation, and used meditation to refine the medicinal power wandering in his body.

As Heman began to meditate, red dots suddenly appeared around him. As time went on, more and more red dots appeared around Heman, and they began to combine together to form red flames. The flames seemed to have life, beating around Heman and emitting a faint hot breath.

And they seemed to be under some instructions. According to some rules, they constructed a set of complex and mysterious patterns in the air, and the texture of the flames could be vaguely seen.

The lines formed by the flames became more and more complicated, and finally turned into a huge flame pattern.

In the center of this huge flame pattern, there was a lifelike huge heart, and every texture on the heart was clearly depicted, as if it was a living heart, and it could even be seen beating slightly.

And Heman was in the heart of the flame. At this time, he was bathed in the light of the heart of the flame, as if he had merged with the heart.

As the heart in the center of the flame pattern beat, groups of red flames gushed out of the heart and were directly inhaled into Heman's nose.

Ximan felt that his mental strength was obviously increasing. He knew that this was due to the effect of the Moonlight Potion. Otherwise, meditation alone would not be able to achieve this level.