Return to the Grave and Break the Tide

I am the strongest disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, but because I cut my throat with a sword on the martial arts competition stage, I was locked up in the back mountain for three years. On the day I came out of the mountain, I realized that it was not the "second place" that died, but the shell that died in place of death; the real Shen Tingchao was not dead, and the sect leader Bai Xiao had hidden the "Chao Que Alliance" behind him. He weaved a narrative with his spiritual status, corpse, and arrest warrant, and molded me into a murderer who killed his master and rebelled against the sect. I followed the route back to the mountain, and the truth in front of the sword-washing pool was reversed layer by layer: the appearance of the false self, the corpse with the old face, the technique of inhabiting the body on the lonely seat - it turns out that the "third seat" is not a person, but a shadow that can instill fear in people's hearts. The master's life and death are a mystery, allies are each other's prey, and everyone wants to seize the key and take the seat. I used "stop" to suppress hatred, destroy Xixi and sever alliances, seal the body of Jixi into the tomb, and deprive the world of the master who writes lies. From now on, I don't seek to clear my name, only to clear my name - whoever writes a lie will sign it with blood.