Even at night, the leaves on the paulownia tree emitted a faint orange-red light. Following the method Suqin told him, Loranhill passed through the blockade surrounding the fire paulownia tree and stepped into it. A faint warmth came from the treetops.
There is a small fork under the fire sycamore tree, which is just right for people to sit on. According to Dorothy's vague memory, Caihua sat under this fire sycamore tree, received people who came to pay homage to the mountain, and then ordered the subordinates around her to go and do their work.
It is said that many divine birds once stayed on the Fire Wu Tree, including some dragon beasts of level nine and above. Whenever Caihua gave an order, a bird would fly up from the tree to solve the problem of the petitioner. These birds were also the extension of Caihua's will.
In the absence of other witch companions and high-level human transcendents, the divine birds surrounding Caihua helped solve many problems, and later there was a saying that the birds were messengers of the phoenix. Later, when the Five Phoenixes gradually rose to prominence, and transcendents gradually increased among humans, this legend gradually faded.
However, even though Caihua has been dead for nearly a thousand years, some exotic birds still gather on the mountains of the Yellow Sea during special seasons and fly around the island.
Approaching this extremely tall firewood tree, its orange-red leaves cast spots of light in the night, making this place not deserted at night. It is like being in a magnificent palace with a high dome of orange-red leaves above your head.
It is said that Caihua's body is buried under this tree, but now it seems that it must have weathered away hundreds of years ago. Loran Hill gently stroked the warm sycamore tree and closed his eyes to feel it carefully.
Some fragments of time seeped out from the fire tree and fell down.
These points of light imbued in the Fire Wu Tree record fragmented images and scenes, including Caihua sitting under the tree, five phoenixes playing around the Fire Wu Tree, and people paying homage to Caihua.
A long time ago, this place was the center of the world's dragon veins. The Yellow Sea also accumulated the breath of dragon veins from all over the world. There were clouds and mists, and smoke rolled for thousands of miles. The only island on the sea seemed to be in the clouds.
At that time, the mountains of the Yellow Sea were like a fairyland where gods lived in people's hearts, and the extraordinary people who walked and flew freely across the Yellow Sea were like immortals in the sky, making people yearn for and worship them.
Now, the Phoenix Witch is no longer there, but one can still glimpse fragments of her past glory through the Firewood Tree.
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