The Longevity Family: Starting from the Foundation Establishment Ancestor

Han Mu dozed off on the recliner and woke up to find the sun already setting. He stretched, his bones cracking; he wasn't quite used to his new body yet, and something just didn't feel right when he moved.

Fairy Hongmeng walked over with a plate of sliced ​​fruit, sat on the stone bench next to him, and handed him a piece of melon. Han Mu took it and took a bite. The sweet juice melted in his mouth, and he sighed contentedly.

"My lord, there is something I would like to discuss with you," said Fairy Hongmeng, her tone hesitant.

"What is it? Tell me." Han Mu took another bite of the melon.

"I want to bring my father back."

Han Mu was stunned for a moment, almost choking on the melon. He coughed twice, put down the melon, and looked at Fairy Hongmeng: "Father-in-law, where is he?"

"After you transformed into the Dao and transformed the world, I went to look for him. He said he was going to cultivate in a higher dimension, and then he left. Ten thousand years have passed since then, and there has been no news of him." Fairy Hongmeng lowered her head, her voice somewhat sad. "I want to go to him, bring him back, and have our family reunited."

Han Mu was silent for a moment, then grasped the hand of the Fairy Hongmeng: "Alright, I'll go with you."

"Really." Fairy Hongmeng raised her head, her eyes lighting up.

"Of course it's true. My father-in-law is also my family. It's only right that I bring him back," Han Mu said with a smile.

Fairy Hongmeng's eyes were a little red. She leaned on Han Mu's shoulder and whispered, "Thank you, Master."

"No need for thanks, we're family." Han Mu patted the back of her hand.

The next morning, Han Mu summoned Zhou Meng and the other two, saying he was going to find the Hongmeng Dao Ancestor and asked them to keep an eye on the house. Zhou Meng patted his chest and assured him that with him in the Cosmic Sea, nothing would go wrong. Luo Feng, on the other hand, tugged at Han Mu's sleeve and stuffed a bottle of dark-colored pills into his hand, saying he would need them on the road. Han Mu looked at the bottle of pills, hesitated for a moment, but still accepted them, thinking that he could simply not take them.

When Han Nian heard that his parents were going to visit his maternal grandfather, he clamored to go too. Han Mu thought about it and figured it would be good to take his son to broaden his horizons, so he agreed.

After packing up, the family of three left the Temple of Creation and flew towards a higher dimension.

The higher dimensions lie above all other dimensions, inhabited by extremely ancient and powerful beings, rarely visited by anyone. Although Han Mu is the embodiment of order, he doesn't know much about the higher dimensions, only that there is a rule there: all residents must shave their heads.

"Father, why do people in higher dimensions shave their heads?" Han Nian asked curiously.

"I don't know either, we'll find out when we get there," Han Mu said.

The three passed through layers of dimensional barriers and finally arrived at the entrance to a higher dimension. It was a huge golden gate of light, flanked by two bald guards in golden armor, holding spears, expressionless, and exuding a powerful aura.

Han Mu stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Fellow Daoists, I wish to enter a higher dimension to find someone. Would you be so kind as to grant me this request?"

The bald guard on the left glanced at Han Mu and asked, "Do you have a pass token?"

"I don't have a pass token," Han Mu shook his head.

"No entry without a pass," the bald guard said coldly.

Han Mu frowned. He hadn't expected that a token was needed just to enter. He was about to say a few more words when Fairy Hongmeng tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "My lord, look over there."

Han Mu looked in the direction the Fairy of Primordial Chaos pointed and saw a notice posted on the wall next to the light gate, which read: "To apply for a pass token, please go to the office next door. The fee is ten Chaos Spirit Stones."

Han Mu's lips twitched. As a dignified incarnation of order, he had to pay to enter a door? Who would believe that? But he still obediently took his wife and children to the office next door, paid thirty Chaos Spirit Stones, and obtained three access tokens.

After obtaining the tokens, the three successfully passed through the portal and entered a higher dimension.

Upon entering the higher dimension, Han Mu was stunned. The architectural style here was unlike anything he had ever seen before. The houses were all domed, the walls were painted snow-white, and the streets were lined with trees he had never seen before, with straight trunks and golden leaves that shimmered in the sunlight.

People came and went on the street, men, women, young and old, all bald, each head gleaming brighter than the last, reflecting a blinding light in the sunlight. Han Nian rubbed his eyes and muttered, "So dazzling."

Han Mu suppressed a laugh and grabbed a passerby, asking, "Excuse me, do you know where the Primordial Dao Ancestor lives?"

The passerby was a middle-aged man with a shiny bald head, wearing a gray robe. He glanced at Han Mu and said, "Hongmeng Dao Ancestor, are you talking about that old man who sweeps the floor? He lives in the temple in the east of the city, and you can see him sweeping the floor in front of the temple every morning."

Han Mu thanked them and led his wife and children toward the east of the city. After walking for about half an hour, they came across an ancient temple. The temple was not large, and the steps in front of the gate were covered with moss, indicating that it had been there for many years.

An old man in a worn-out monk's robe was bent over, slowly sweeping the fallen leaves in front of his door with a bamboo broom. His hair and beard were both white, and his bald head gleamed softly in the sunlight. He swept meticulously, carefully gathering each leaf together before placing it in a dustpan beside him.

Hongmeng Fairy stood not far away, watching the old man's back. Her eyes instantly reddened, and she opened her mouth, her voice trembling slightly, "Father."

The old man paused his broom, then slowly straightened up and turned his head. His face was weathered and deeply wrinkled, but his eyes were bright, like two clear springs. He saw the Fairy of Primordial Chaos, paused for a moment, then gave her a gentle smile.

"Girl, what brings you here?" The voice of the Hongmeng Dao Ancestor was hoarse yet gentle, like the wind blowing through the branches of an old tree.

Fairy Hongmeng quickly walked over and threw herself into the arms of Dao Ancestor Hongmeng, tears welling up in her eyes: "Father, I missed you so much."

Hongmeng Daozu patted his daughter on the back and laughed, "You're such a grown-up, and you're still crying. Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?"

Han Mu stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Father-in-law."

Hongmeng Daozu looked at Han Mu, sized him up, and nodded: "Not bad, much stronger than when we last met. It seems you haven't been idle these past ten thousand years."

"Father-in-law, you flatter me," Han Mu said with a smile, then pulled Han Nian over. "Nian'er, call him Grandpa."

Han Nian stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Grandpa."

Hongmeng Daozu looked at Han Nian with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He reached out and touched Han Nian's head, and said with a smile, "Good, good, you've grown so much, just like your father when he was young."

The family stood at the temple entrance, talking for a long time. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on them, casting long shadows, creating a warm and beautiful scene.